I dreamed of you last night and have woken with thoughts of you, so far away now. We probably won’t get together again as the distance has got away from us and anyway we are living such different lives that its almost like we’re completely different people.
At first it was our fears that came to me, remembering those nights and days we spent huddled in misery, hating and not understanding ‘the others’.

And then I got to remembering the fun times we had with the few friends and all the animals we loved along the way.

I decided to write to you because maybe it doesn’t matter about the space between us and maybe messages can still move between the synapses of our minds. Maybe I can sooth you from our worries, way back when we were growing up.

That is something that I wanted to talk to you about; Growing Up.

We used to worry about it so much, didn’t we? Not wanting to take responsibility, fearing not being good enough, not fitting in. But I’m here to tell you that you always were an integral part of the world you/we live in. An essential part in fact.

If not for us this part of the world would not exist, it would not be here and others that have met us, loved us and learned from us, would miss out on that part of their lives. They would have lived a different existence.

We didn’t need to be scared, we couldn’t have got it wrong, there is no Big Plan that we didn’t understand or fit in to. We were always in control, we were making it up as we went along and as for all the scary others, well they were just players in our game.

What other people think of us is merely their business, not ours.

Go back to sleep now, you leave the worrying to me…I’m the Grown Up, apparently.