On the surface, some things always looked the same. The birds sing their heart out awaiting for the worms to come through the earth, just as they always did. The old men still sit at the pub with their coats on sucking on ales. The road are flat and tidy, there are the buggies and their owners, the old ladies with their bags, the impatient children waiting for the bus.
A friend came to visit. She brought flowers and a card. Inside the card, she wrote that I was an amazing friend. To her, at least. It is normal to question yourself on the quality of your friendship and whether or not you are a good friend to other people, are you doing enough to engage, support, celebrate others when they go through major transition? How much more can you do while racing through life, its responsibilities and distractions? A good tool to use for reflection is the theory of attachment to understand yourself and how your type of attachement impact on the quality of relationships. Have a look and let me know what you think?
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