You know, here in England, I don't know anyone my age or remotely close to it, who blogs. (Oops....I do have one friend who started but then sort of went to sleep.) My kids do and their generation is all out there in cyberspace. I have tried to encourage my friends to start, and no-one has as yet. I will not give up though, as they all have so much to contribute!
That was how I found my blogging friends. I wanted to read about mothers and people with similar interests. It took a while and I can't even remember who I found first, but I have a whole new set of friends out there, and they talk back too! I worry about them, and laugh with them. I offer advice sometimes, and I have so many stories to tell. I listen to their opinions, constantly learn from them, and essentially, we are all alike really, whatever our age or location. We are part of a community.
I love being creative, and I am finding that my imagination is really being fired up by ideas I read of, and then there are the money saving tips as well. And the funny side of life raising kids to grin about. And, as I said, I found a series of blogs written by widows, and that has been a great help too. I also check out books that are recommended, and traditions that are different to mine. And the beautiful scenery to look at in photos, of places I can dream of seeing for myself one day. The only downside is that there are not enough hours in the day to read everything I want to read, and still function adequately!
But what I am trying to say is that it doesn't matter which country you live in, or where you were born. It doesn't matter how old you are or what you look like. What matters here is that you identify with the compassion, joy and delight that these women show in their lives. We can add something to each other in a way that would have been impossible before the advent of the home computer, and for that I am extremely thankful.