And when I say “meet”, what I really mean is host her here in our home for two nights and two days!
…I promise that you have the same initial thought I do: What if we don’t connect in person and the whole weekend is awkward?
My initial anxieties are: What if we don’t connect in person the way we do through text, on Facebook, on Twitter, and on Instagram? What if talking through gmail chat proves to be easier than holding a real conversation with one another? What if she doesn’t like me? What if she’s bored? What if she regrets taking the time off work and spending the money to meet me?
But then the yoga-doer in me remembers that these things are beyond my control, and that the best thing I can do is try to relax and enjoy her visit.
Some back story to our friendship: “N” and I met online in 2010 on a blogging site named LiveJournal. So our friendship began with us reading each other’s intimate life details and thoughts. The friendship spread from LiveJournal to Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and gmail chat. For years we chatted on gmail chat every day for hours and hours upon end.
Our friendship began when we were both in our first serious relationship with a woman. She watched from down under as I left my physically abusive ex, moved back in with my parents, started massage school, and basically tried to start my adult life over. I watched from the United States as the first love of her life broke her heart, and then I watched her mend, and start to find herself and become more social.
We bond over many things, such as not being heterosexual, being obsessed with the same fantasy series (Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, and A Game of Thrones, The Hunger Games…the list goes on), liking the same books, and tons of other things.
Flash forward to the present. She took an overseas position at her company in New York last year, which has given us a chance to finally meet!
We plan to take it easy on Friday since she has a long bus ride. and we have a big day planned Saturday. We are going to get Indian Food, come back to my home, and watch Harry Potter while making butterbeers!
On Saturday N and I will be going to The National Cherry Blossom Festival in D.C. with my partner A, and our friends Nick, Kris, and Amber. We’re going to stop at our favorite dim sum place n D.C. for dinner!
It was really funny, because when I first asked N if she had any interest in seeing D.C, she replied that she did. So I asked her about all these famous places and sites to see, and it turns out that she’d never heard of any of them! (Of course not, she’s not American, duh, the world doesn’t revolve around your country!)
But she had heard of the cherry blossom festival before, and had always wanted to go! So it worked out beautifully, and the weather will be actually quite nice.
I’m really looking forward to her visit, even if it’s a little nerve-wrecking as well. As a person who was born in American in 1987, I grew up with the internet. I’ve been meeting online friends like it was nothing since the age of 17 when I first started driving.
I’ve met people from Myspace, dating sites, and even the old eating disorder forums I use to frequent as a teenager. I’ve started many relationships with women I’ve met online, and my fiancé A and I actually met online!
So meeting online people I’ve done before. That’s nothing new, or scary.
But meeting an online friend from another Country and then hosting her for the weekend is another new journey to embark on!
Something feels very adult about this visit. Hosting a foreign friend for the weekend and showing her around D.C. seems like something an adult would do, like something my Mom would do.
N and I met in our very early 20’s, so it will be quite and experience to meet for the first time in our late 20’s, and see the woman that we’ve watched each other grow into from afar!