Make new friends, but keep the old,
One is silver and the other’s gold.
One of my tasks on behalf of RevGalBlogPals is to check the blogs of new applicants to the webring. Some need help adding html code, and others apply but never add the code or respond to offers to help. Some do it all themselves and are such a clear fit for our ring definition that I simply click on the button that makes their membership official.
As is true everywhere in life, some seem like perfectly nice Gals and/or Pals who I am happy to welcome. But there are others with whom I seem to "click" instantly. Something in their stories sounds familiar, or so different it’s intriguing, and I want to go back and get to know them better. It doesn’t become a connection unless that feeling goes both ways, and as many of our new bloggers are, well, new bloggers, they may not yet have learned that visiting back and forth and leaving comments is part of developing blogger relationships.
Recently I’ve met someone through the ring who you may have noticed has left some comments here, RevRosa. Rosa is having surgery this morning, and I hope you will think about going over to her blog to leave good thoughts, wishes and prayers.
Rosa is one of a number of adoptive moms, both in RevGalBlogPals and not, who have become my online friends. In the past month or so, I have begun to feel the depth and breadth of healing of some old wounds related to my own mother and the way my adoption affected the mother-daughter relationship. I am grateful to all these friends, and to the spirit woven through the connections made with St. Casserole, Preacher Mom, Lisa V, Susan, Alex and others who may not even know I’m reading their stories.
This morning I’m thankful for friends, new and old and in-between.
A circle is round, it has no end.
That’s how long I want to be your friend.