“Dig my life deep enough, you must
Find broken friendships round its inner
Which one my careless hand let slip
Brave with faint memories, rich in
The quote is not how I feel I just liked it.
When I started blogging nine months ago, I had no idea how it would impact my thoughts, and feelings.
I get up every morning and read these incredible posts by people I have never met, and may never meet. People I really do not know, even though I feel like I do. A friendship, like no other.
I have gotten to know these people, their likes and their dislikes. Their opinions being the same, or different than my own. Always respecting these differences.
I have seen photos of their children, their families, and even their pets. I have read about their happiest moments, and struggles they have been dealing with.
I have become emotionally attached to someone I do not know, even though I think I do.
Imagine my surprise when two of my fellow blogger sites just disappeared. My friends disappeared. I am left to wonder, and yes-even worry.
Are you OK?
Is your family OK?
Did you just decide to leave this blogger world?
Questions, questions, questions,
I do hope all is well; my imagination takes me to places I do not want to go. Take care my friends.
I think a technological friendship is a wonderful thing. I have made wonderful friendships, but it definitely has its downside, the unknown.
I wonder about pen pals, generations ago. When those letters stopped; did they have the same questions, and worries?
Am I the only one that thinks this way?