Today I feel compelled to write about my friendship with my dearest friend Bev.
The reason she’s on my mind is that today we’re meeting for lunch and spending time with her is always such a joy.
Bev and I met about 10 years ago when I was 63 or so. The reason I mention this is because I’m always hearing people say how hard it is to make friends when you’re older but this is not at all my experience!
In fact, I met all of my friends (male and female) who have become really close since I turned 60.