#27 being an auntie and having cats it's not an unhappy end after all

for a couple of months I needed my friends more than I needed a bath, or water, or air. I needed them at strange hours, I needed their attention, their care, their laps, their hugs.

You don't need a million friends. You need maybe 5 and I am the luckiest friend in the world.  They were there for me ALL the time. they heard things they didn't want, cleaned my tears, let me sleep on their couch, took me out even when I didn't want, made special plans for me, got insulted and didn't reply back. They were patient. They were calm and gave the best advices and the most sweet silences.

I've always needed my friends, to be honest. I love all my friends because they grew into me for so long that they are a part of me. I was the first one of the group to have a house of my own and it was the place for the everyday party, the dinners, the game nights, everything. The house was always full of friends, open doors.

On Fridays I used to call my best friend or just show up in her house for dinner. Today it's Friday so she called me and her baby girl (2 years old) said "Come over! Come aunt Helena! Come!" and it was the most beautiful thing in the world. I'm not going, I'm meeting a guy for wine and dinner and, to be honest, I think I'd prefer to be with that family and not the single girl going on a date but just be aunt Helena and the one that always brings wine for dinner.

Sometimes being an auntie is all one could ask for!