It’s starts so simple, a few words exchanged on a message board, a comment on a blog.  Something simple with friendly intentions. 

 

 

 

 

In the midst of an innocent hello, a moment of similarity erupts – a connection is made.

 

 

The comment turns into an email exchange.  A similar taste in art,

 

 

Movies,

 

 

 

Music…

 

 

 

You start to talk more, the emails become IM’s and you find yourself chatting well into the night.

 

 

That one simple connection, the moment you hit enter, it changed your life without any such intent.

 

 

She became so much more, so much a part of your life.  You have yet to shake hands, to exchange that long-awaited hug, to embrace the person that has become your dearest friend.

 

You know all of her children, their birthdays, their quirks.  You know that every time you call each other someone’s child will be in the background screaming because they are just evil that way. 

 

She is the first person your husband calls after your surgery (or is SUPPOSED to call), the first person you think of when something good or bad happens.  She’s become a part of you, a part of your heart, a part of your soul.

 

 

You cry together, you laugh together, you have private jokes. 

 

 

Connected by cables and wires, phone lines, cell lines, modems…but most importantly you are connected by the heart.

 

 

You know she’s your sister by your shared traits, by your differences – and by your honesty. 

 

 

There is nothing like a digital sisterhood, it starts more honest and innocent, without the nerves of meeting a stranger in the park.  This person you’ve reached out with a kind hello to someone you’ve seen around – you’ve read their words and glimpsed into their world. 

 

The connection may never become deep and true, abiding like a close friend – but you will always be connected. 

 

 

And once in a while you will get lucky and get a friendship like the one I described above – the one that is a part of my life.  A connection I never could have made without the cables and wires…it is how we met, it is how we will remain close, best friends….

 

 

Sisters. 

 

 

Dedicated to my best friend, my sister of my heart…Jess.  Love you, chica.

 

I was inspired to write this for The Sister Project – as a chance to win a sponsorship to the Type A Mom Conference.  Whether I win or not, this post is from the heart…and if I could I would win the sponsorship for her instead…