I am grateful for a friend who does the best ever foot massages, a friend who pours mother’s milk without being asked, a friend who heats the cute country cottage in readiness for your return after a 22km walk in the pouring rain, and mostly a friend who saves you from blood engorged leeches with a wooden stick. I am grateful for friends who know just what you need. Even when you don’t.
We walked today. We walked. And we walked. Me and three of my wonderful wonderful friends, in the exquisite hinterland of the sunshine coast, 20 plus kms from waterfalls to rain forests to slippery gravel paths on high ridges to icy stream crossings to monkeys to wonderful turkey sandwiches with cranberry sauce to horrific sneaky leeches. There was much to be grateful for (except the leeches) but nothing quite as the sight of the jeep parked 20kms in the middle of nowhere, just as the world was pitched into darkness. Nothing could beat that sight today. Absolutley nothing.
grace and dignity 