A First

I got to meet my first blogging friend.

Despite my tendency to worry and my overuse of the "what if's", I wasn't a bit nervous. I felt like I already knew this person pretty well, like an old friend I hadn't seen in a good long while.

Dinner was so relaxed and she was just what I expected. Spirited and spunky with an easy laugh and a genuine love for her man. It was fun to watch them spar back and forth but with a twinkle in their eyes, that said "this is exactly where I want to be".

What felt like meeting an old friend has turned into a new friendship....and you can never have too many of those.

I love blogging.

Comments

  1. AnonymousJanuary 6, 2020 at 7:34 AM

    This post reminds me of the few times Roger and I have met fellow bloggers. It is truly like meeting dear old friends for the first time. Such ease and delight. So glad to know you had that experience as well. I love blogging!

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  2. Marie SmithJanuary 6, 2020 at 9:00 AM

    I do too!

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  3. JeanieJanuary 6, 2020 at 9:19 AM

    Isn't meeting a blog friend the best? You already know them so well -- you might be a little nervous and within thirty seconds you have more topics for conversation than you ever could imagine! I've been lucky to meet maybe a dozen or so and I've never been disappointed!

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  4. anne marie in phillyJanuary 6, 2020 at 11:52 AM

    most of the bloggers I have met in person have become my dear friends.

    a few that I did meet I had to drop; too toxic, too negative, constant complainers. NO ONE needs that shit!

    glad you got to meet a new friend!

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    1. Linda devJanuary 6, 2020 at 12:30 PM

      Toxic people are everywhere. Life’s too short for that.

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  5. ColetteJanuary 6, 2020 at 1:01 PM

    That sounds like fun.

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  6. Debra She Who SeeksJanuary 6, 2020 at 1:13 PM

    Meeting blog buddies makes blogging even better!

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  7. Margaret (Peggy or Peg too)January 7, 2020 at 12:38 PM

    backatcha!! spunky is a new word used for me and I don't mind spunky one bit.
    thank you for leaving out the negatives :-)
    Rick said, now when she reads you she'll hear you. For some reason I never thought of that. But I understood what he meant. Thank you Linda.

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  8. MarthaJanuary 8, 2020 at 5:44 AM

    Oh, that is fun! Meeting blogging friends is such a joy.

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  9. Liz HindsJanuary 12, 2020 at 10:15 AM

    How lovely! I've met a few bloggers and one or two have gone on to be real friends.

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