When I was a kid, we used to sing a little rhyme: “Make new friends, but keep the old; one is silver and the other is gold.” When times get tight, your real friends, those old gold friends, step up and are there for you. That is a beautiful thing.
My grand-aunt Shirley Louise Dixon died in January this year at the blessed age of 92. I saw her last when I was home for Christmas the year before at a family event. That day, her best friend, a black woman retired medical doctor, gave a speech about their relationship.
As a parent, I know we spend a lot of time criticising our kids. Most of us do this nagging from a place of love. We don’t want our babies to grow up and make the same mistakes we did. But sometimes, we are quick to complain and slow to praise. We forget that everyone needs a pat on the back from time to time.