Today in my Communications class we were all asked to write down the names of people who fit the descriptions from a long list. One of the descriptions was: Your Best Friends.
And without a second's hesitation I wrote down the real life names of two people I know through the blog world. One I've met in person and the other I've never met.
And as soon as I wrote their names I felt strange about it. Because I could have written Red-Haired friend. Or FriendWhoLivesWestofMe. Or SweetYoungFriend. Or DearFriendsWhoGotMarriedLastWeek (who also have blogs). Or....
But there it is. I wrote down the names of 2 people I feel I know really well, who I like and care about and who like and care about me. I don't have to be the strong happy thin one with these friends. I can be not perfect and (ahem) whiny. I can be sad.
And they can be sad or whiny or not-perfect and we understand each other.
Maybe it's because none of my friends who I met out of the blog-world are moms? Or that one of DearFriends was Mr. Spock's friend first and I don't want to poach? I don't know. All I know is I think of you all as my friends and two of you got written down as my best friends.
And there it is.
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