I wonder if bloggers that make friends online used to be the kids with pen pals.
I am and I did.
I had 3 pen pals as a child to be exact.
A boy from the Philippines
A girl from Austria
and Anne from Grenoble, France.
I miss them and wish we would not have lost touch. Unfortunately, life and jobs and marriage and kids and a home get in the way of leisurely letter writing.
They were great at opening my eyes to the larger world.
I like to think that I am open-minded and can think globally. Some of that I owe to those lovely children that wrote to tell me about their daily lives in far away places from Omaha, Nebraska.
As an adult with my child nearly grown, my home quiet and serene, my career plodding along on auto-pilot; I am able to spend more leisure time on the things I love. Crochet. Tea. Cats. Interwebz. On this global connection I have found many new pen pals. And all grown up too. I have the most lovely online friendships through WP and blogging. Some as close as Kansas and others as far from boring old Omaha as South Africa and Australia. There are common threads among us all that bind us together in so many ways.
Some of my blog-pals and I have exchanged notes and tokens of appreciation outside the web, and each time it feels like that old familiar thrill of receiving a letter as a child.
~this was a recent one from Tamara~
Although blogging is like an open letter to anyone that stops by, it can also be as personal as a pen pal letter written in 1979. When the common threads are found, we go back to read more and to share. And in the end, we find a lovely group of people that just “get” us, and we just “get” them, and it’s pretty awesome.
Cheers to you, my bloggy pen-pals. I like you. I really, really like you.