It is a question I’ve been asked, most recently by a friend that goes back for 40 years. She is one of those folks you meet and just know you were meant to find each other.
We met in high school, in Orchestra. She played violin, I was the piano accompanist. We had gone to different elementary schools, but lived just a few blocks apart. The friendship blossomed.
We shared so many things as teens. She became the sister I wish I had in my birth family. There were no secrets. It was that kind of bond and has lasted through decades.
We were separated by life and geography, and wouldn’t reconnect in person until I moved back to the east coast. We met up at a high school reunion.
We had a lot of catching up to do. It was like picking up a conversation that we’d left just days before; the good relationships work that way.
She was in town on business, and we met a few days ago for an extended lunch; the kind where you tell the restaurant hostess to put you at a quiet table that they won’t need for a few hours.
She didn’t know it, but she is my connection to WordPress. Her father passed away in 2011 and was honored in a tribute on Facebook by her adult niece.
It was a heartfelt, beautifully written piece with a WordPress link. I explored a few other posts, and was hooked.
This was the right venue for me. I had kept a digital journal for some time, but this would allow me to open up, to share.
But…Whoa. Some of it was extremely personal, possibly damaging to family members. I had second thoughts and started to back off. I deleted some posts, password-protected a few others before realizing, I was just not ready.
That was early in 2012. I left and didn’t return until August of 2014.
This time, I was ready.