When so much of your life is online, the distance doesn’t really matter. With the writing team from Aiming Low being all over the country, we laugh together in chat rooms, we commiserate in Skype and we stay in daily contact through emails and Twitter.
We talk a lot.
But it is never the same as sitting in a room together, seeing faces, hearing the snorts and giggles…finally getting to meet the baby you’ve only seen in photos and videos….having the chance to feel the baby in your friend’s belly give a tiny kick.
Hearing me snore through the night.
Oh yeah. It’s just one big BALL of special!
For someone who’s not involved in an online community, there is no explaining how tightly bonded you feel to some people, how closely you can connect with someone you only see once a year or, if you’re really lucky, twice.
Yet, I’ve been so blessed to get to spend time with some of my most favorite ladies multiple times this year, and every time we get ready to part ways I feel like I’m leaving my sisters behind.
I share my dreams with these women…they work with me to achieve them…we laugh til we cry and cry til we’re able to laugh again.
These are people I tell my secrets. They let me take incriminating videos of them.(Where they dance all CRAZY!) (and jump around) (and we laugh so hard we pee our pants) (which is so not a euphemism) (um. NEVER MIND.)
By Sunday night, I’ll be back in my home…all my friends on their ways home…back to packing lunches and piles of laundry…and talking to mah girls via phone calls and the internet.
Happy to be home.
But missing the sounds of their voices.
And counting the hours until I see them again.
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I'm a little late commenting, just catching up from vacay. Great post and I miss you!!! Hoping to make it out to Blissdom!!!
In my opinion those relationships are the best part of blogging!