I love the experience of meeting my favorite bloggers for the first time!
I have been very lucky to find wonderful, supportive, caring and brilliant people through this blogging community and, sure enough, Maggie is no different.
We met while I was on vacation with my children, she kindly drove to meet me for some drinks. Upon meeting her, she was exactly as I pictured her….isn’t that strange how we can get an image in our head?
I imagined her to be attractive, slim and have a lovely smile. She was all of those things plus a brilliant mind.
I suppose everyone would think that we spoke about blog-land the whole afternoon but we didn’t, not at all. It was like two old friends catching up. And she is so funny…if she doesn’t tell you the Hunter drug test story I’m going to because I was fascinated!
Poor Hunter was worried that I might kidnap the darling Maggie with my wild, provocative and Prosecco-drinking ways! I did, in fact, drink quite a lot of little bottles of Prosecco (those little bottles get me all the time – they are so darn cute!)
I got to see photos of Taz and the wedding and let me tell you – Taz is gorgeous! Maggie looked pretty damn fabulous too!
Upon parting, it occurred to me how badly I need local women like Maggie in my circle. My friends have always tended to be younger and more junior to me in one way or another. That doesn’t make them any less amazing friends, but I acknowledge that the women I have met through the blog tend to be more mature – even if that doesn’t mean in age. They have all worked good careers, raised families, traveled and have just tend to be more wise than the friends I have in real life.
I sort of wonder why that is? Have I surrounded myself with the women I have at home through some unconscious reason? Or is this just the type of person I attract?
How does one go about making friends in their middle-age? I work and obviously have friends through work (some of my closest girlfriends have been made at work actually). The friends I have at home, mommy friends, are all married and tend to want to live a more sedate life than I do. Sometimes I feel so split in multiple personalities and wonder how to integrate (my multiple personalities) into friendships. My kids are too old for playdates anymore, and frankly, none of the moms are all that fascinating to me…I have passed the point of local gossip and they still do that even in the high school years. Although many of the moms are super supportive and just lovely all around people in times of need, I can only count one or two that I can rely on for advice.
I like the idea of having more people in my life who are wiser that I am. I do not admit to being very wise and mature, ever…though once in a while hope shines through. This is why I love blogland so much…I have met some seriously wise men and women whom I can now count on as my real-life support system. Unfortunately, none live in my backyard but with all our technology, no one is further than a text away.
My mom had some serious advice for me when I was about to get married. I asked her why my bridesmaids just couldn’t get along and play nice with one another in the sandbox. They kept arguing about what they each thought was best for me and none of them really agreed. Actually, they were arguing about their individual preferences (remember, they were all around 21-23 years old, babes in the woods) and what they thought I might like was probably quite secondary to their selfish, youthful thoughts. My mom turned to me and said there is a friend for all seasons and I need to learn to recognize the value that each friend brings into my life. There were friends I could read with, ride bikes with and party with…but each of those friends may not like to do the other activity, so I should just simply try to read with the reader, ride bikes with the biker and party with the partier and leave it at that.
Best advice I ever had.
For keeping the peace and maintaining my friendships, it is.
In hindsight, it created a very diverse set of friends who don’t know each other or hang out together. Or, in my case, who may not even live on this side of the world. Friendships like this are hard to maintain and cultivate because of the distance, but I remain friends with many people who do not live in my daily space because I feel I have a deep connection to them. I just wish I could find some people who lived in my space that I could share more time with…now that I have so much free time on my hands.
Or, I suppose I could start traveling ever weekend….now, there’s a thought!