I have a wonderful friend. She is one of those people who listens. She accepts everything in me (and others) with calm joy and delight. Except sadness, which always gives her concern. I met her first when I was about eleven, and although the last few years have mostly kept us apart, I have never stopped holding her very dear. She lives with her exceptional husband and family on the other side of the world, but I have recently found out that next winter she and her daughter will, all things going according to plan, stay here with me for at least a few months. I am so looking forward to that!