Musing about how one finds friends on the internet — or perhaps the wonder of that.
I did the A-to-Z blogathon a few years ago and met two women,
and through one met a whole group of people I feel are friends.
Real friends, not cyberfriends.
Through the other I found a way to network and found at least one real friend
— not cyberfriend — through her.
Another I saw he was an architect and asked for friendship on FB; That connection changed my life, and opened me up to friends everywhere. I participate in fun challenges due mostly to him, and when he died I grieved his friendship.
As I was having a
beer coffee with a friend and discussing this, I realized
I can’t think how they differ from friends-one-met-in-the-flesh,
except that I’ve never shaken hands with them, and maybe never will.
I can’t just pop over to visit — some are in other countries.
They nourish my creative life in untold ways.
If they have a whole fake persona (unlikely, and brought up by my in-real-life friend)
they are wonderfully entertaining.
It can happen in real-life too, says someone who was married for over a decade
and he had an entire net of lovers on the side (not my Mitchell).
I care about them as if I’d met them in the flesh,
read their posts first as I might a friend I’d met over coffee.
I miss them when they are gone,
think about them when they are sick or hurting, and wish them well.
I am grateful for their presence in my life and yes, cherish them.
You know who you are.
I give thanks.
Speaking of cherish, I will be participating and
helping out on the Cherished Blogfest this year end of July…
I hope you decide to tell/show us what you cherish!
(Image from last year — new one coming with info very soon….!