Sunday, September 26, 2010

You showed me faith is not blind

Today my dad met up with a friend whom he hadn't seen since the Manchester days 30 years ago.

He said they talked and got along like they always had when they were young; as if they had only left university yesterday; as if they had been living on the same street all this time.

The guy even showed my dad the letters they slow-mailed each other. They were all yellowed and probably as old as me.

I want to have a friendship like that (:

I believe in us. Do you?