Lifeguard Stand, North Carolina 2015
I have a friend, a dear friend. We met online through blogging years ago. At the time, both our blogs were published through Blogger, which I still kinda like but hate the formatting for photographs. Anyway, it was an accidental meeting. In culling for sites to follow I found the name of hers, Seeded Earth, and was intrigued. Clicking through her photography, her words I was completely transfixed. Photographs of the midwest and prairies – real prairies! I “followed” her for a long time before commenting on any of her posts, and she posted daily. First comments were tentative – I was very unsure of myself as a blogger. She is a master photographer and a true poet. Over time, however, we began to strike up a camaraderie through our shared love of photography and nature and our comments, which became e-mails, which became phone calls. Which one day led to a visit. The first of many.
Our friendship developed from Comments. My comments on her blog and her comments on mine. When Facebook erupted we continued there, “friending” each other and commenting on our daily activities.
Comments – here, there and everywhere. “Comments” are the foundation of our friendship – one that began tentatively, became solid and continues today. When I see her comment on my FB page my world lights up. When she’s missing I wonder if she is well, if she’s having a bad day, if her family is messing with her. Do not underestimate the value of “comments.” Commenting has become a bad word or bad action by many and I beg to differ. Commenting shows you’re there and that you care.
I’m not talking about trolling and political stuff. This is about friendship – long distance friendships. What are your thoughts about comments? Do I rely on them too much?