The Beatles sang it…

What would you do if I sang out of tune,
Would you stand up and walk out on me.
Lend me your ears and I’ll sing you a song,
And I’ll try not to sing out of key.
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends,
Mmm,I get high with a little help from my friends,
Mmm, I’m gonna try with a little help from my friends.

 

We can make friends at any point in time.

They can become dear, precious, pivotal, annoying, frustrating… at pretty much any age. But I do believe that the friendships we strike-their quality, content, longevity, intensity-depend a lot on when those people enter our lives.

A very special group of friends are those you meet early on, at high school or in college. For me, my first love happened when I met The Valiant Warriors in Paris at uni… I was 21. We then sailed together to Oxford, and finally flew to Berlin. These friends (boys AND girls) are my rock.

Life has taken us far away from each other, but they’re the ones I will always come back to. They make me laugh, they make me dance, they make me sing… out loud and out of key. But who cares? That’s what U2 are for, aren’t they?

Nowadays, we see each other once or twice a year. We live in different cities, different countries. We’ve made different or opposite choices about our priorities, or maybe we just did our best, and our lives just turned out the way they did.

But those guys, God, I can trust them. I can tell them anything, embarrassing, disturbing, so-not-funny… Anything. I can go radio silent for months and months… and still, when we talk again, it’s as if no time had gone by. We have treasures of memories together, of nights spent dancing till dawn, talking sh**t, and listening to music.

What do I wish for my little baby girl? Success, love, happiness… Yes, of course, all of that. But if I have to start somewhere, I will wish her Friendship. I will wish her to meet, one day, her own Valiant Warriors. And a lucky girl she will be.