Last February, I almost got to meet one of my very first bloggy friends. We were both scheduled to be in Nashville – for two different conferences – the same weekend in February.
It didn’t work out.
Then, this February, the same thing happened. We were both in town (neither one of us lives in Nashville, by the way), but again, we weren’t able to connect.
And just last month, I visited Nashville with my parents. I e-mailed another blog friend who lives there as soon as I found out about the trip and asked if we could hang out while I was there. She said, “Sure!”
Can you guess what happened?
Or, more accurately, what didn’t happen?
[Seriously, what is up with Nashville and me?]
I was so disappointed each time I was unable to see my friends. That’s the thing about becoming friends with people you meet online: they probably don’t live in your town.
And while online friendships can be meaningful and genuine, there’s just something special about seeing someone in person and hugging her neck.
So last week, when I heard that my friend Alece – who normally lives in Africa – would be visiting my friend Sara – who can’t leave her house for health reasons – just five hours from my house, I didn’t hesitate.
I e-mailed them and invited myself up!
Read the rest of my post at (in)courage.