I often lament to Doug that I hate living so far away from my friends. I left Maine to get away and spent seven years making new friends in New York and Boston, only to return to Maine to settle down and raise a family. It was especially hard leaving my college friends; there are some I haven’t seen in 15 years. But everyone makes their choices and friendships either thrive or fade away.
Writing this blog for the last year and half has changed how I view friendships. While I may not always throw out everything that is going on in my life onto my blog, I can email those people who I hold close to me and vent/chat/commiserate. I trust that I can tell them what’s going on without judgment. They aren’t just people who leave a note on my blog; they are true friends.
Today my phone rang and because it was loud and insane here, I let it go to the machine. I was surprised to hear Cass’s voice on my machine. When things settled down I dropped her a note and my phone rang almost instantly. She made me promise not to hate her and asked if I had left an Anonymous comment on AndreAnna’s blog today. I said no but that I had just read the latest post but none of the comments yet. So I read the anonymous comment. It was sad and scary and I could totally see why she could have thought it was me. She was concerned enough to track Doug down (you need to be a PI Cass!) to make sure that he didn’t think it was me either. Then I emailed AndreAnna to let her know that I didn’t leave the comment. I think I heard her sigh with relief all the way from the Jersey shore.
I am truly blessed with wonderful friends. Friends concerned enough with my health and well-being to make sure that I’m not putting up a front on my blog about how I’m doing. Friends who would be willing to get in their cars and drive for hours to help me if I needed help. Cass’s phone call really showed me that friendship can span miles, years, even the internet. There is something truly comforting in knowing that.