I Would Like To Introduce You To My Real Life Friends
Trust me, you are going to want to read this one through to the end….
It was almost exactly a year ago when I started this journey with you all. The blog went up in October but it wasn’t until Dec 23rd that my first article ran and a lot of you found me.
I’ve come so far from where I began in this journey, from realizing that this was not my shame to bear, to realizing that this was not my shame to bear alone.
Now this was a question that I had posed a year ago to the only real life person who knew I wrote this blog. It was the question I asked Mr. Attorney Man when we started the nonprofit. “Would you be ok sitting on the board of an organization where the founder writes this blog? Would you be ok being linked to me if everyone found out that I am Eden?”
This is real life in the most very real sense, this is my real life, and as I continue to learn, I have nothing to be ashamed of, in any part of it.
To make it even better we had a grand old time reading the trolling threads and all the nasty comments people write calling me an Internet hoax. I know people think it’s weird that I read the comments and trolling threads about me but I really don’t understand why that seems so strange. Writing an article is like painting a picture. If it is being displayed at an art show, it would be expected that the artist show up seeing as how it is their work and all. Yet if a writer has an article published and then goes on to read the comments, people always seem so surprised by that. Like I said, I don’t get it. Either way, I get a kick out of reading them, I really do. I mean I know I’m real, so it’s really strange watching people argue about how you cannot possibly be a real person. Mr. Attorney Man and I have been laughing at them for months, we particularly enjoyed the people talking about how mortified Mr. Attorney Man would be if he knew I was writing about him on this blog and that I probably have him tied up in my basement somewhere. Now that a few of my friends know as well, it has been especially fun reading them together over a bottle of wine.
It’s now a running joke that we can do whatever we want because we aren’t real anyways!
So without further ado, I would like for you to meet my real life friends, the people that you have been reading about, because not only am I real, but they are real too.
I’m also pleased to introduce to you the the famous “Frisbee Boy’s” Mom. She has been in so many posts I’m not even sure what to link here, but as I explained in the post “They Came Softly,” she really has become the mother I never had, the mother I always wanted.
Below is my hysterical friend from Florida. She has an editorial backgroud and has been amazing at letting me bounce writing questions off of her. She takes care of me in ten different ways all the way from Florida and if I ever get the chance I’m moving into her house with the pool (hint, hint). She had the pleasure of meeting Jorge and his amazing teeth with me and I am so blessed to have her in my life.
This is my sidekick, my platonic husband if you will. She is the one I shake my ass with on the dance floor, plan ill fated trips to the pumpkin farm with, and toast my glass with during our crazy parties. She is not just the girl who brought someone to my house who gave me the strangest advice I have heard in my entire life, but she is also an amazing woman who works alongside me at my nonprofit. I’ve read many comments that there is no way the adventures we have are real, but I assure you they unfortunately are!
Below is a girlfriend of mine that I met years ago when we joined the same playgroup with our daughters. She was one of the first people to be there for me when my ex left and coincidentally works at a domestic abuse shelter. Not only can she frequently be found clinking glasses with me during the weekends, but I spent Thanksgiving with her and her family. I am proud to call her my friend and I am grateful that she accepts me like family.
There is a reason our entire planet gravitates towards the sun.
For just like the sun it’s those that shine brightest who warm the earth.