The gift of the BE is twenty new friends. And most of them are blogging and emailing and chatting to beat the band right now. It's fifteen minutes past my bedtime and I don't want to go to sleep because I am afraid I'll miss something. (We call it "Family Reunion Syndrome" at my house.)I said this in another spot, but it can't be said too often. When you have online friends they are wonderful. I have prayed for these folks. I've tried to cheer them and cheer for them. I've laughed and cried and sighed with them. But now they are no longer two dimensional. As I told Will Smama, the package got fuller. As a result, the things they have written over the last few days have been much deeper. Much truer. And I can feel the blogged hugs because I know what the real hugs feel like.
I can hear their laughs and their lovely voices. Such a blessing I had not imagined when I made my deposit six months ago.
But now I really should go to bed. Tomorrow is another day of work. And I do need to do some work. Although it will be hard not to check a few blogs in between the tasks of the day!
7 comments:
because I'm 12 ... again, same comment even
love ya. mean it. no really
Confession . . . checking blogs at work when I should be writing the FY09 budget. No contest, really.
Sounds awesome :)
Speaking of bloggers you've met in person.... I'm officially coming your way in August.
No Internet in the new office=killing me!
Yes, agreed.
But did I not laugh hard enough the first time you said, "the package got fuller." Is that why you had to repeat it?
Hope you get back soon and safely.
((revhrod))
Miss you roomie!
Love ya, mean it!
so glad your time away was fulfilling! but seriously could the next BE be on land??
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