Friendship: The state of being a friend; a friendly relation or intimacy; friendly feeling or disposition.
In my last post I talked about getting in touch with my old college roommate via Facebook. On Wednesday, she called me after we emailed back and forth several times. She now lives in Sweden, with her four children (three girls and a boy, just like me). I think it’s been easily 10 years since we have spoken on the phone. I have moved numerous times since leaving college and so has she. She knew of the birth of Meg and Drew, but for some reason I never sent an announcement about the twins, or if I did, it never arrived. Talking with her on the phone for an hour and a half was probably the nicest thing I’ve done for myself in a long time. We laughed so hard, talking about our kids and our lives, and remembering some of the silliness of college. We talked about where some of our mutual friends are and of those that fell off the face of the earth. For me it was like all those years just melted away and it had only been a short time since we’d been in touch. Our friendship is so precious and I’m thrilled we have rekindled it.
In a few short weeks, I’ll be meeting some new friends. I’m heading to New York City and New Jersey for a girls weekend. My first stop will be NYC and I’m so happy to be visiting with my oldest friend, Auntie Nettie. It’s been a ridiculous FIVE YEARS since we’ve seen each other and I can’t wait to spend some time with her. It certainly won’t be enough and we’ll have to get together again sooner rather than later (cough cough Nettie, you’re tagged for a trip northward), but I am loving my husband for offering to take the kids for extra time so I can go stay with her.
The second leg of my trip is to New Jersey to meet some brand new friends: AndreAnna, Cass, Kellie and Robyn. AndreAnna invited us all to meet for the first time to celebrate her birthday. I was so thrilled to be invited that I immediately told Doug was I going without even thinking that I DON’T EVEN KNOW THESE PEOPLE!?!?!? But after some thought, I realized that I do know them, just in a different way. We write our blogs, comment on each other’s blogs, email or IM each other, pretty much daily. We found that we connect on so many different levels. We’re friends. It doesn’t matter that we met thru blogs. What does matter is that we became friends. We entrust each other with our thoughts and feelings. We’re there for each other when we’re up or down. If that isn’t real friendship, then I don’t know what is. I’m excited and nervous for the trip. It will be like a first date for us all~what to wear, how to act, will they like me in person. But it’s also thrilling. I love putting a face to a voice, even if it’s a written voice. I love having friends.