BFFLs

People in my life are growing up- like, properly growing up. I have friends who are married and having babies and friends who have travelled the world and friends with big careers that inspire me. The sun has set on our childhoods and it’s becoming an increasingly distant memory.

We’re adults now.

I was telling a friend the other day that I can’t wait for us to be friends forever. We met 5 and a half years ago and have lived in the same apartment and different countries and many distances in between. We’ve seen each other depressed and excited and drunk and hungover, fit and unhealthy and very in love and very heartbroken. We have run a half marathon, gone to the Eras Tour, graduated University, explored New Zealand, completed so many puzzles and done so many more great things together. Despite rarely seeing each other nowadays, we are still as close as ever. I imagine us as old ladies, having a cuppa, reminiscing on our shared youth and the hard times that we did, in fact, eventually get through.

I’m lucky enough to have multiple friendships like this, and growing older with these people is one of my biggest privileges in life.

My brother and I used to spend our holidays watching Marvel movies and kicking the footy; now he facetimes me on holidays in Oslo while I catch the night bus home from work. He told me I seem “more like myself than ever”. My friend Sophie and I met on a playground when we were 3 years old; now I’ve seen her finish a Law degree, adopt two dogs and find her partner. She’s still one of my favourite people in the world. My sister got married last year and we don’t even share a last name anymore, let alone a bedroom like we did as little girls. We’re all changing. Everyone is growing up. 

So, I wonder where life will take us all next?

Will I find commercial creative success? Will I do postgraduate study? Will I ever move back to Newcastle? Will I ever find love? Honestly, your guess is as good as mine. What’s reassuring, though, is that I know that I have these cheerleaders, both here and back home, wanting me to win, wanting to be proud of me and wanting to see me thrive. I know this because that’s exactly how I feel about them. 

I’m always rambling on about the uncertainty of creative career paths, and the millions of dead end roads involved, but the truth is, if my path wasn’t so windy and unpredictable, I wouldn’t have met some of my favourite people. No job, no amount of income and no stability would be worth losing any of my loved ones, and that’s how I know that I’m where I’m meant to be (for now, at least).

We’re all growing up, our paths are branching out, but we’re always just a phone call away.

xx Rose