i have a bunch of friends that i have never met. well, i like to think that we are friends, even though we have never talked to each other. Β it’s true, we have never even seen each other (except perhaps a picture or 2.), but we read and write to each other all the time. we live all over the world, in different countries, with different cultures… but are connected by words. i’m not sure if i’ll ever meet these friends of mine; Β so, we are, what i would call, 21st century pen pals. we’re blog buddies. almost every day we chat with each other. through messages of support and through writing that inspires. at least that is how i feel. it’s this wonderful give and take sharing of life between complete strangers who are now friends, connected through this cyberspace world where we share our thoughts, pictures, fears, joys, and lives online… through our blogs.
every morning i wake up and check to see which of my blog buddies has left a post on their blog while i was sleeping (lots of time differences). and i check my blog… to see if there are any new comments on whatever i may have written here. comments from family, friends who i know, and friends who i may never meet. i love the feeling of expectation that i have when i log into my account and find that there are comments waiting for me to read. those words of encouragement leave me feeling so connected. i love searching through the blogs that i read (including family members), finding out what’s happened to my dear blog friends in their little corner of the world…
have you ever seen the movie “you’ve got mail?” every morning, every time she comes home from work, every night before bed, kathleen kelley checks her computer and breathlessly waits to hear those wonderful words… “you’ve got mail” from the man with whom she is falling in love:
What will he say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer, I wait impatiently as it boots up. I go on line, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail. I hear nothing, not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
it’s one of my favorite movies of all times. cheesy, i know. but i can’t help it. and i feel just like kathleen kelley every morning when i wake up. it is amazing to think about the ability to connect with people all over the world who have never met. when i read their blogs or when i read comments on my blog, i am overwhelmed that people can touch each others lives just through the power of words. i think about all my blogging friends. i celebrate with them when they are excited and i feel their sadness when they are lonely, confused, or angry. we do, in fact, share life with one another. it’s a beautiful thing.
well, i’m signing off for tonight, friends & family. posting my post for this day. feeling inspired and touched by these interesting 21st century friendships and my family members who i can keep up with online. i’ve checked everyone’s blog, caught up on their lives, and i’ve realized how much their little comments to me, and to each other, mean to me. so, to all of you bloggers out there, keep the words coming. you all light up my life in your own special way. and thanks for dropping by here from time to time.
goodnight. peace.
aww that was really cute and special and super sweet….and everything that belongs on a cupcake π nighty night, Liz x
night night. thanks for making me smile. hope you have a good one too. xx
Even though I don’t have a blog myself, I’ve really appreciated following your blog (and others) in the past several months. I love getting to read interesting stories, new insights, and thought-provoking perspectives from people in various parts of the world. Of all the blogs I follow, yours is the most consistently updated (congrats!), and I especially love how often you bring up seminary-type discussions. π I love how often you make such concrete connections between faith/spirituality and real life situations.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, the feeling is mutual!
Carissa, thank you so much! Hehe. I update the most, huh? Well, I’m a writer, this is what I do… now, if only I could get paid for it! π Kram
Aren’t time differences interesting? My Swedish connections are much more cyberspace active than my local friends. It is a rare morning when there is not a new update from Sweden here or on facebook, and I appreciate the connection. I can’t believe I have never met you face to face! But it’s true.
I am not a big blog follower and I have not gone out searching for blogs to read, but I do keep coming back to yours. I love to read about your experiences at adapting to Swedish life and compare it to my own. I also enjoy reading your thoughts on spirituality and peace/justice issues and appreciate your insights.
Your pictures are vivid images of your life and your experiences and they only enhance the connection begun by words.
Thanks for sharing!
Barb, I know!!! Lina asks me all the time… “have you even met Barb?” We are both amazed that you & I have never met. But, one day… we share a family. π It’s so nice to have know that there are people out there who understand somewhat what I am experiencing, coming from an American perspective & adapting to living in Sweden. So glad that you pop by here often!
Liz, so beautifully written and so true. I feel every emotion you’ve just written. I find it a little weird I do feel that way sometimes – but the bare fact is that I do. I share and love to share in return…
Love to Sweden this Wednesday morning xx
Sending love right back at ya, Holly! And I hope England gives you a beautiful day. xoxo