On Sunday, a former co-worker/friend of mine passed away. We’d only worked together for 6 months and during that time our paths had only crossed a handful of times because she worked out of the organization’s central office and I worked from a home office in a different community. It wasn’t until I resigned from the position that we really had the opportunity to get to know each other. I’m quite certain that the moment she heard I was leaving she looked me up on Facebook and did a friend request so we could stay in touch and it was through that venue that she transitioned from being a former co-worker to a friend.
I hear people saying all the time that the people on your Facebook friends list aren’t really your friends because you don’t hang out with them or talk to them on the phone; that they’re just people who look at your photos and comment on your status updates. Until a few days ago, before I found out Joyce was gone, I might even have agreed to an extent. I’ve since concluded that I now disagree completely. The loss I’m feeling for Joyce is very real. She was much more than an aquaintance I stayed in contact with through Facebook. She became a very real friend because of it, who communicated with me several times a week. She took time out of her day to connect with me, even if it was just through typewritten words and in a world that is so hectic and busy that means something. She commented on my photos, on my status updates, and sent me private messages just to check in from time to time. That’s what real friends do. They check in on you. They make you laugh. They give you support when you need it in whatever way they are able. They share in your joys and accomplishments.
It’s ironic to me that she died on the day I started this blog. There is no doubt in my mind that she would have taken the time to read my blog posts and she probably would have commented on every one. I miss her everytime I log on.
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