Author Jemima Pett has published a wonderful and very sensitive guest post on The Story Reading Ape’s blog – about the reality of online friendships.
I wish I could tell I had ‘enjoyed’ reading it… of course, in a way I have. Her writing is excellent! – But the experience she made about losing online friends by them passing away, reminded me of a few of my online friends I have lost. I never met them personally – but still, it hurt to lose them. I grieved.
Thank you for this sensitive post, Jemima.
How real are online friendships? How do you handle the inevitable?
If you don’t have a companion animal, and avoid all those Facebook memes of cuddly puppies, cute kittens and ridiculous antics of parrots, you may have flicked over some of TSRA”s guest posts recently.
What you may not realise is that those pets bring people together too.
Friends I haven’t met
Of course, any shared hobby brings like-minded people together. The power of Facebook and other social media sites is that people who like the same things—whether actual people, or hobbies, music, animals or books—find each other. And just as regulars feel they ‘know’ the Story Reading Ape, so we get to ‘know’ people we interact with on Facebook, Like on pages, or visit on blogs.
Many of my writing ‘friends’ I have never met, and I’m never likely to meet, in truth. Some of them I know by…
Last Sunday I heard about the passing of an amazing writer, a wonderful friend and an incomparable human being: Jacqueline Gum, author of “Confessions of a Corporate Slut”.
I’m still at a loss for words. I’m shocked. Jacquie has been there for me. She encouraged me, supported me, helped me through hard times and I have never met her personally once. Still, I “knew her” for years and considered her my friend.
I tried to spread the word about her loss. But it took me two days to finally understand that she is no more.
My thoughts are with her and her family! She will be sorely missed!!
This might be a little unusual, but it is a special – and very sad situation. Kawanee Hamilton, owner of “Kawanee’s Korner”, blogger and writer, has unexpectedly lost her husband when he was on a business trip in China. It took weeks until she knew when she would get his remains.
I won’t go into any more details. This isn’t supposed to be some sensational story. But I’m feeling bad for Kawanee. She’s devastated, she doesn’t know where to go from here, what to do and what will come next.
June 11 is the day of my Dad’s passing, 4 days before his birthday with the biggest garden party he had ever organized together with Mom.
My Dad died in a work accident. And no, I won’t describe how it happened nor what happened. After all that time the memory is still painful.
But remembering my Dad, his incomparable humor, his thrilling laughter, his wisdom and that we sometimes did not even need to talk but only look at each other knowing very well what the other one was thinking… that’s a memory I consider a gift.
My father was the best Dad I could have. And I am blessed to be his daughter.
And that is why I decided today to post this little blog post – and celebrate his life and what he gave me: a wonderful childhood, protection, wisdom, advice and some of his humor. Thank you Dad. I love you.
When I was young I used to love
to sit upon your knee.
I’d gaze into your loving eyes
as your arms enfolded me.
Your gentle kiss would stir
the golden tendrils of my hair,
as whispered sentiments of love
we quietly would share.
We’d read a book together,
the same time after time.
I knew all of the words by heart,
you didn’t seem to mind.
When darkness fell you tucked me in
and gently kissed my cheek.
You’d wish upon a shooting star
the Lord my soul to keep.
The years have passed so quickly,
death parted you from me.
I hope you know how much it meant
when I sat upon your knee.
Gazing to the heavens,
as I quietly reminisce,
I’d give a million of those stars
to feel your gentle kiss.
I’d give all my tomorrows
to hear you read to me,
and remember those quiet moments
when I sat upon your knee.