Okay. So thats not really the right title but its as good as it will get.
I want to get back to writing so very much but my focus has completely shifted.
I really got rolling on the blogging when i was attached to the tiny human 24 7 and the friends in the computer kept me sane Six (seriously. Six) years later and i know how to find you. You are in my phone. My facebook. My email. My photos. My christmas card list (um sorry guys i still dont have cards sent out for 2012). I have stayed in your homes, actually crossing the entire continent to see you.
I want to write so badly but the stories I have are ones that you my heart friends read through so many other ways.
In six years, we have beaten trolls, mourned miscarriages, welcomed babies, buried spouses, buried parents … sadly … we’ve sat vigil and said our goodbyes to our friends together. Hunched over twitter waiting for the final word. There are divorces, affairs, broken hearts, new romances … I can’t think of a single wedding … OH Piper! Piper got married! We’ve talked about sex, bay-bee, we’ve talked about you and me . . . we’ve rick rolled and walked through temples together. New jobs, published books, prosecuted fraud. Our children have grown up … except for in those tragic times they haven’t. We’ve said fuck cancer – again and again and frelling again. When things have the gone the most wrong, we have raised tens of thousands of dollars to try to make it right for someone else.
This post was longer and more eloquent in my head the other night. But tonight in my haze of not awake not asleep and on my phone, I thought it important to whisper to you in this quiet space and let you know that my silence here is because im so loudly with you elsewhere.
I keep wanting to hatch a plan to do something WITH you. My house just isn’t clean enough to be able to focus on that plan yet. Someday… Someday …
(I got married, too, though I’m not a mama.) 😛
I was talking about this with another friend just last week. It’s been a wild and wonderful ride, hasn’t it? And I’m not sure that the new kids on the bloggy block will ever understand the kinds of connections we made back before all the monetization and stat-centrics and all the junk that gets in the way of real friendships.
I’ve sort of bounced in and away from your blog over time, but you said some things at just the right time when I desperately needed to hear them (read them?) and for that you are forever a part of *my* story, whether you wanted to be or not.
I’m gonna stop typing before I get mushy and dramatic. I think your house looks damn fine, btw.