And we had a blast! Ate, talked, cooked, shopped, looked at old stuff, read and talked some more.
You know how with some friends, even if you don’t see them for months – years sometimes – as soon as you’re together its as though you were never apart? That’s how it is with Jools and I.
The paths through life that we’re each of us currently trundling along are quite different: she is married, with a young son, working part-time and settled in an area of the country near her family. I’m single, my only responsibility is a house rabbit and I’m about to up sticks to Australia for at least a year for a new job.
Both of us cast the occasional glance at the other path – the one with the greener grass – and think “mmm, I wonder…”
I like to believe that the paths we choose (or, in my case, stumble upon while wandering through the woods up to my knees in mud distractedly picking up funny looking twigs, pretty flowers, broken birds eggs and nice bits of moss) don’t only ever lead in one direction, to one destination.
Just because I’m on this path at the moment doesn’t mean it’s the only one I’ll ever take, now does it?