We were in the UK on a five week holiday and she caught a train. up to Manchester.
You know those friends you have where days, weeks, even years can pass between drinks yet as soon as you see each other at a party, at the hello-gates at the airport or on the concourse at Manchester Piccadilly you could swear you'd only seen each other yesterday? Well, that is what Anita and I are lucky enough to have in each other.
We had a fab time hanging out, chatting, eating, harassing the poor girls at the Bobbi Brown counter at Selfridges but best of all laughing.
I only have a handful of friends who I can spend an entire day with and laugh, cry, bare my soul then laugh again.
It is a wonderful thing.
I am blessed beyond belief to be able to call Anita a friend. As I sit here at the other side of the planet from where she is, I can honestly say I miss her oceans.
