when friends bring cake

Apologies in advance for the string of posts today, I wanted to post last night but was tired and had backache so went to bed instead. I also can't post from my phone - the Android browser does not like the Blogger back end at all.

I have a confession: Friday was my birthday. I wasn't going to mention it, but then a good friend came round yesterday and brought me some birthday buns:

I got thinking about friends, and friendships. I'll admit that this year I have let some of my friendships slide, failed to give them the TLC they need and deserve to continue blooming. There are many reasons why this year has been a bad one, I won't go into those. But suffice it to say, I am not sure whether those reasons are enough to forgive my failure to put in the appropriate effort into some of my friendships.

I'm not going to draw any weird parallels by saying that my friends are like cakes or anything. But I do think that you need to put care and effort into your friendships for them to grow just as you need to put care and effort into making a cake if you want it to be beautiful/yummy. And I haven't been doing that on all fronts. I must try harder.