As she sipped sparkling wine, her coral-manicured nails and diamond bracelets glinting in the light, she told me, "He wasn't right for you. I think you were more interested in his Highland cows than him." Only Gill, my 75-year-old friend, could get away with saying that. Tears quickly turned to roaring laughter as we toasted to moving on - and to not needing a man to acquire farm animals.
She often tells me our friendship is a tonic and that she struggles to relate to others her age who insist on slowing down and seem to lose their joie de vivre. That's something Gill will never do.
Intergenerational friendships, like mine with Gill, can broaden your worldview and offer an emotional richness that only comes from someone with real-life experience. At its core, friendship is about accepting each other as we are, yet we're often quick to judge.
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