Yesterday, I met a dear friend for breakfast. We hadn’t seen each other for a while, way too long, we agreed. Life is full of distractions and in our case, simply too much LIFE had gone on.
We both felt as if we had each been caught in our own personal tornadoes, and now, finally getting some respite, were able to meet and catch up. We both concluded, but he put it more wisely than I, that the lesson learned from all the chaos we went through was that we are in fact “breakable.”
We said our goodbyes, and as I looked at him walk away, I hoped we didn’t “break” all too soon, missing the chance to share more moments where we can tell each other that we survived yet another tornado.
On Life, Hope y todo lo demás... 
tehseen28
When you reached 50 you possess lot of experience with quite a maturity and already a responsible person so to get into friendship at that age usually based on sincere responses tends to go further togetherness and that might turns into a relationship likely to be longer lasting, being of my optimistic approach my vision in this regard is very clear