Forever Friends

When Dash was very, very young, he had a bit of a tough time.

It’s not a time of our lives that I think about too often…

even when I link to it here,

I don’t go back there myself.

I just want to make sense to whoever just arrived at this blog.

…

Through all his ordeals,

there were regular visitors to his world who were amazing.

Among them was a babe who innocently kept things

very ‘normal’ for both Dash and his shell-shocked parents.

This little girl was three weeks younger than our son, and he just adored her.

And despite the fact that more than 500km now seperates them…

and often almost a year flies by between visits, he still does.

Thank God for good friends.

Especially the ones who keep it real.

(I am looking at you, Dash’s friend’s Mummy.)