It's been a good day. I became a Godmother, which I am very proud and happy about. I spent time with people I admire and care about greatly. I had tonnes of good snuggles with my youngest and I feel a bit better today (I have a cold).
Then I got home and started to check up on the blogsters.
The old Me wouldn't have become so emotionally involved, but something changed when I had my children. I can form bonds now over long distances with people I may never see face to face. So when I got home and checked up on Antigone, I was very very worried.
I felt a connection the first time I clumsily stumbled onto her blog. Antigone was one of my favourite people in the Oedipus Rex story and I too, called myself Antigone.
Now that I've been following her story and others for a while, I find myself attached. I care very much if Robbie isn't doing so well and I got really excited when Aurelia had her baby. And I'm very worried by what I recently read on Antigone's blog.
The internet, like much of what we invent these days, is both a boon and a curse. People can share their stories, find support and empathy but do it in anonymity. As much as I would love to help Antigone, I really don't know who or where she is. All I can do is pray and hope her and her unborn baby are alright.
If you read this, give her your support. If you know her in person, hug her for me.
1 comment:
I know exactly what you mean. There is one girl whose blog I follow very closely. She is pregnant with twins that she concieved via IVF and her and her babies are constantly in my thoughts and prayers. I think about all of my blog friends often, especially in their times of trial. You always check back in with them in hopes that their lives are looking up when things are down. Isn't it amazing we can care so much for people we have never met?
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