Jinked

For the past 4 or 5 years (I can’t remember which), I’ve been sending out holiday cards via snail mail to a select group of friends—internet friends—most of which I’ve never met face to face.

Am I lame? No, not really. I don’t think so at all.

I’ve been active on the internet since high school. I had a blog as far back as 1999, when Blogger was this new and exciting site that let you have an online diary, almost like MAGIC. God, was it ever AMAZING. Before then, I just made webpages to house my emo poetry and fan art for video games. I even participated on drama-filled UBBs like Frosylips. Anyhow, I still have a handful of friends I met on the internet from “Way Back When” whom I keep in contact with on a pretty regular basis, mostly via blogs. In fact, I’ve known a lot of these girls (and a couple guys) a lot longer than I’ve known some of my best friends now. Some I’ve known for over 10 years.

It’s interesting to look back at how we were in high school and college. The blog posts we wrote in the early 2000s are very different than the ones we write now. We’ve grown, matured, battled our fears and realized our dreams. We have a new set of responsibilities. We have jobs and mortgages and significant others and yet, we still have amazing new adventures ahead of us.

So yes, internet friends get holiday cards in their mailboxes too, no matter where they are in the world, whether they be in Canada, Singapore, Australia, Sweden or here in the good ol’ US of A. These friends are no less my friends because they live far away. They’re people I love and cherish with all my heart, just like the friends I have here with me in Indiana.

I love them all.