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clevermanka) wrote2010-05-24 10:18 am
clevermanka) wrote2010-05-24 10:18 am
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An unusual circumstance
I'm not the type to hang onto friendships that I no longer enjoy or care to cultivate. I'm fine with the idea that people change and grow apart. Sometimes you realize that you have very little (or nothing) in common with someone anymore. It's okay and appropriate to let those people fade from your life. I'd say it's healthy.
There is one person, though, one woman with whom I had a fantastic internet friendship many years ago. She was articulate, friendly, and vivacious. We shared several interests in common, but had enough dissimilarities that the other wasn't boring. At least, for me. Who knows her feelings about the matter.
One year, our lives and plans intersected for a brief time when we both went to the Viva Las Vegas Rockabilly Weekender. We hung out a lot and I had an awesome time getting to know her and her group of friends.
Soon after that she stopped emailing me and I didn't hear much from her, apart from a few brief and polite emails she sent when I asked her specific questions about certain subjects. She was much more informed about diet and exercise than I was at the time.
Recently, I stumbled across her blog while Googling for recipes. Reading through her archives, I see we've had some similar health experiences. She is still vastly more motivated than I am when it comes to nutrition and fitness, though. But the similarities are there. As are the differences that made her so appealing to me.
I emailed her a short note to let her know I was lurking on her blog and to thank her for all the information she had on her site. She might reply--a short thank you to be polite, perhaps. She might not. It's no big deal either way. But I miss her.
And that's a really strange sensation. I miss her.
There is one person, though, one woman with whom I had a fantastic internet friendship many years ago. She was articulate, friendly, and vivacious. We shared several interests in common, but had enough dissimilarities that the other wasn't boring. At least, for me. Who knows her feelings about the matter.
One year, our lives and plans intersected for a brief time when we both went to the Viva Las Vegas Rockabilly Weekender. We hung out a lot and I had an awesome time getting to know her and her group of friends.
Soon after that she stopped emailing me and I didn't hear much from her, apart from a few brief and polite emails she sent when I asked her specific questions about certain subjects. She was much more informed about diet and exercise than I was at the time.
Recently, I stumbled across her blog while Googling for recipes. Reading through her archives, I see we've had some similar health experiences. She is still vastly more motivated than I am when it comes to nutrition and fitness, though. But the similarities are there. As are the differences that made her so appealing to me.
I emailed her a short note to let her know I was lurking on her blog and to thank her for all the information she had on her site. She might reply--a short thank you to be polite, perhaps. She might not. It's no big deal either way. But I miss her.
And that's a really strange sensation. I miss her.