I’ve got friends from my various walks of life, some I met in elementary, middle, or high school. I’ve got friends I’ve reconected with over the years, ones that entered my life at a previous time, and as we’ve grown older we’ve reconnected again.
I’ve got friends who I consider friends, although we may never talk anymore or maybe only from time to time, because those people will always be apart of me & my life.
& I have friends I’ve never met before. You know the kind I’m talking about. My social media friends. People I’ve “met” through blogging & twitter & instagram and so on. Although I’ve never met these friends, they are friends, because we know about each other. We take care to follow up on what’s going on in each other’s lives, know the names of each other’s kids, or what each other’s favorite food is. Things usually only “real-life” friends would know. That’s the power fo social media.
I’ve been lucky enough to meet & become friends with Christina, my twitter turned real-life friend. I’d say almost a year ago was when we first “met” through twitter. I have no clue if she followed me first or I followed her first, but somehow we were both followers of each other. She has twins, like I do, so I’m sure that’s how we connected somewere along the way. One night, I was awake in the middle of the night and had tweeted something about not being able to sleep & that’s how it all began. Christina, living in Hawaii at the time and being in a different time zone, was still awake. We began tweeting back & forth and found out that her in-laws live in my hometown & that she’d be living with them come summer time when her husband was deployed with the Navy.
Talk of meeting began and my husband thought I was crazy. “She could be a serial killer!” for all you know. But I told him he didn’t understand. He doesn’t how people you don’t know in real-life can be people you consider a friend. When Christina & I finally met, we hit it off like we’d known each other forever. We talked the evening away, even passed closing time at the restaurant we had met up at.
Over the last year we’ve had dinners together and even done some Black Friday shopping at midnight together. We had always talked about getting our kids together for playdates, but always end up just spending “mom’s night out” fun together instead.
On Friday, we had our last dinner. We ate delicious Greek food at Taverna Opa (her & both being Greek), talked, danced, and enjoyed a few drinks for the last time together. I say last, because Christina is moving to New Jersey in a few weeks because her husband is returning home from deployment and they will be stationed in New Jersey for the next three years. My friend, who started out as someone I didn’t know but grew to be such a great real-life friend, is leaving. I’m sad. I will miss her and our nights out. I’m sad we never did get our kids together, because I’m sure they would have become fast friends, too. She does have redheads, so Lilah would fit right in with her crew! I joke with her that in three years they better make their way back to Florida, although deep down inside, I honestly hope they do. And even if they don’t , I know she will know be a lifelong friend.
Today Christina is on a plane towards Hawaii. She will eventually be meeting up with her husband (his homecoming has hit a few rough patches, because his ship was actually turned back around a few days ago and their deployment extended. He’s lucky to have orders sending him to NJ, which means he should be able to get off the ship at some point in order to make it to his new assignment). They will be sending their belongings to NJ, coming home to Florida to get their kids, and heading to their new life in NJ soon. Please say a prayer for his homecoming to happen as close to as planned as possible. Pray for those still on the ship, heading back out to serve for our country & their families who are left waiting on pins & needles for them to come home.
What I wore to dinner out…shorts: Old Navy, top: Old Navy, wedges: Payless, necklace: me.