a week of london trip ended yesterday. i’m back to the sunny malaga and cozy home of mine, home sweet home. the older i am, the more i appreciate the importance of a cozy place i can call my home.
this goes the same with old friends. old friends are one of the best things in life. old friends is a synonym for stories we shared that relate to different stages in life, the lifestyle, the me at the time who is no longer exactly the me today, the tears, the laughters, the special bond that grew stronger over time. and always, there were silly stories and silly details that we never get bored of telling repeatedly every time we met, a sign of aging perhaps? i’m so glad and grateful that i made this trip to see some people who are important to me but probably i’d forgotten how significant they are in my life. them influencing me, me influencing them, over the years that we spend some precious 20s together. the one and only 20s in life. london is my 20s. literally. i did spend almost all my 20s in london.
the thing is, i do have the best friends. they are there for me and it’s amazing how we can open up with each other even if we haven’t met or spent intimate time for years.
there are two special best friends i am so grateful to have in my life. life evolves, we’ve been through some ups and downs on our own personal life over the years, dealt with different personal issues, and we are probably heading separate way in terms of distance and life. at the very least, we no longer live in the same country or even the same continent. but the bonding we have is something special and hasn’t been diluted. i am so proud to be able to called them my best friends.
so happened my best friends also have super best skin. hanging out with them also serves as a reminder to myself that i need to take care of my skin and beauty more this year. don’t let the age defeats you, i am determined.
three other things added to my homework list this year:
- take very good care and have much better improved radiant skin
- lose a few kgs
- live healthily
all in all, i am so happy to have made this trip to london. i’m thankful to my supportive husband who encouraged me to make this personal trip. i’ve met a lot of old friends and somehow relived my 20s once again. i’m also so grateful for the chance to hang out with my special best friends intimately for a week and that really reminds me of our younger youth, our late 20s, where the background is london.
ps: no photo post. my iphone got stolen at the very last minute of the trip. seriously, it’s at the very last minute when i arrived home. well, that’s life. sometimes shxx happens. deal with it and move on.