I had a conversation with my hubby Paul recently about how funny it is that as we get older, our friend circle gets smaller in some respects.
In our case, we had a boat load of friends in our 20's and 30's, but then, as time and life goes on, your friend circle may get smaller yes, however, more meaningful.
I think at this stage of our lives, it's about quality not quantity when it comes to our friend circle. Thinking about past friends that we both had both separately and together as a couple, there are definitely ones that we miss and wonder about, how they're doing, what they're up to, where in this big world they are. Thoughts like that bring fond memories and you find yourself wishing all is well with them.
But then there are "the others". The ones that this graphic refers to; and no, I'm not sorry. We've all had them those fair weather beings who came into our life for a season and left a shit ton of toxic crap behind that we had to weave our way through to come out OK on the other side. Those beings are ones that must be put on the bridge and let go, for better or worse, because their toxicity is not to be missed.
So let's remember to celebrate the ones who've stuck around and are true blue, and let's leave the others on that bridge.