First time for everything

This is the first time for me and a blog. A virgin... Something I haven't been for a long time now. We'll see how well I think I write before I'll let anyone I actually know see this.

This whole idea started from reading a dear old friend's blog. He, however, actually has interesting things to say. I've been reading his blog for sometime. It's been a rather nice way to connect to an old friend. He and I went to high school together, in Crestwood KY, graduating in 93 and 95 respectively. Back then, I adored him with the kind of hero worship that is rather cringe worthy now, looking back. Not that he didn't deserve some of the adoration, but the 28 year old me can't quite comprehend the 15 year old me any more. He tolerated it with the kind, loving manner of an older brother. But he went off to college after he graduated, as did I, two years later. And for nearly 6 years, we knew nothing of each other.

Then one day I was in the office of the theatre I was stage managing at , I heard a voice from the other room. A voice that I hadn't heard or even thought of in years. It took me a moment to be sure it was who I thought it was and then there he was. He didn't see me until I spoke his name, the look on his face was priceless. Two time lines intersecting. It was both wonderful and awkward. Wonderful because until that minute, I hadn't even realize how much I missed him, how good it was to see a face from home, and especially that face. Awkward because we both looked at each other as the people we once were, not who we had become. I wanted him to see me as a grown up, cool and talented, even though I still saw him as the "hero" I once knew and who he probably never was. He treated me as if he were almost afraid of me, as if I would reveal who he might have once been. We saw each other now and then, but never really reconnected in anyway. Which was sad, looking back, because as I was going through a very ugly time in my life, I could have used his guidance. He moved away a year later, and I moved on to grown up life with a job in a bank and a wonderful husband and dog. A few years passed.

Then a few months ago, be nosy on the web and feeling nostalgic. I googled him, and found him, well found his blog and then his e-mail. It's been a nice surprise to finally get to know him as an adult, as an equal. We have more in common than I would have, perhaps, guessed. It is rather amazing what a blog can do.

Now I have no thoughts that this little blog will be anything more than my way of venting to the great unknown of the internet. But maybe it will be found as of some interest to someone. Who knows, I imagine my friend never thought the likes of me would see his blog.

anyway, Thanks for reading this, my virgin post.

Bran-flake