Old friends, old friends, sat on a park bench like bookends … Paul Simon wrote those lyrics in 1968 (Old Friends is from Simon & Garfunkel’s fourth studio album Bookends).
Earlier this week, I gave an honest account of what life is like some days as a single mumma of a toddler. A little tricky.
A girlfriend of mine sent me a message saying I should prop myself up at each end of the day with the same bookends she does: a large coffee in the morning and a large glass of red wine in the evening. Funnily enough, they are my daily bookends. Maybe that’s why we’re friends (well, one of the reasons!)?
It got me to thinking about bookends. Tonight I’m catching up with two of my favourite old friend bookends – my lovely little sister and our gorgeous cousin. We’re lucky we have each other, and that we’re so close. It’s been too long since we hung out together!
I also thought about the bookends of my usual days, and they look a lot like this…
Whatever form your bookends take, be thankful for them.
I’d be lost without mine!