By TMac

Gathering Moss

The start of a weekend catching up with some of my oldest, and dearest, friends. 
We met as teenagers in halls of residence. We partied, we laughed, we took risks (some more than others), we cried, we supported each other.
We saw each other graduate, marry, start families of our own...
A few of us have children the same age as we were then.
We haven't gathered much moss!

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