A Real Friend
I write to you today with a happy heart. 3 days ago my bloggy world and my real life world collided at lunch in Pittsburgh. As I drove to my meeting place, I was a bit nervous. “What if we run out of things to say? Will she like me when she meets me in person?” It felt quite similar to those first date jitters. (No I wasn’t worried about whether or not she’d kiss me when she dropped me off at the end).