Monday, August 24, 2009

I get by with a little help from my friends

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.

5 comments:

AndreAnna said...

Fo shizzle my nizzle.

(This concludes ghetto friend-speak).

You need me, I'm there. Any time. Any place.

Jill said...

Wow! That's pretty incredible! Good friends are better than good wine (sometimes... depending on the wine...)

CassJustCurious said...

Doug was pretty shocked that I found him.....Maybe I can be an Internet Marketing, Photographer, Novice Cook, Mom, PI and professional sleeper.

Seriously though, I care about you and I would have jumped in the car in a hot second if you said that you needed me.

Robyn said...

I hate trying to explain to other people about my "internet" friends (they would NEVER understand the whole blog thing -- no one knows I have one). Bottom line, you girls ARE my friends. No "internet" or other qualifier needed!

creative kerfuffle said...

wow. i'm impressed w/ cass's pi skills! and, i feel the same way about friendships. i sometimes feel like a geek for saying this, but i feel closer to some of the people i've "met" online than i do to the people i see in person.