When I started blogging, it seemed like a solitary pursuit.
Just me and my machine, as James Taylor would say.
I knew there was the possibility of comments and some cyber-interaction, but I didn’t really expect it. I guess that was a holdover from my insecure junior high school days when I wasn’t the popular girl. I was the one who got teased for the funny clothes and the braces and God knows what all else — it was junior high school, after all.
I was afraid that was what the blogosphere would be be like — a place of big names and then the rest of us.
I didn’t expect to make real friends along the way. Friends I wish I would have had in junior high school.
But I did. I met people in cyberspace, and then met them in person, and found out that making friends — really good friends — could be easy-peasy. Somehow, we found each other — kindred spirits who connected easily and found that conversation could go on for hours (with or without wine) because we had more on common than we thought — kids, jobs, spouses, bad TV. Things that connect us more than divide us.
And that makes life really good. And tonight, I’m happy for that. Because that makes me understand that I’m not alone on this journey. There are others who I have more in common with than I ever could have imagined. And spending time with them and connecting in person and confirming what I suspected through cyberspace communications makes me happy.
Now, it’s time to get ready for tomorrow and hopefully some more of those connections.