the importance of being

I had a pen-pal from Norway when I was kid. I lived next door to his older sister who had met an Aussie while travelling and settled down in our small town. I thought she was so beautiful and exotic; she looked like a statuesque Icelandic princess!

My pen-pal’s name was Tor and we were both 11 years old. We would write about school and what we did in the holidays, how our siblings annoyed us and send each other photos of our respective towns. The photos I sent him were of the green pasture out the back of my house filled with cows, the little playground up the street, my friends and houses on my cul-de-sac. He sent me pictures of snowfights with his brothers, winter sledding and pointy-roofed houses covered in fairytale snow…he got the raw end of the deal in the photo trading game.

To me, the blogosphere is like a huge collection of pen-pals! We get to know perfect strangers through their words, photos, likes, dislikes, rants, raves & sometimes along the way we fall in love with them as friends we haven’t met yet.

It’s comforting to know that irregardless of someone’s geographical, religious or sexual preference, race and economic status, we find people who we have commonalities with. We find people who have a different view point on the world and we can appreciate and respect those differences. We make connections and it’s beautiful.

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Today, let’s be thankful that the world is that little bit smaller because of the connection we share as bloggers.

Published by thisismelly

Mel @thisismelly lives a life of adventure, gets lost in farmer’s markets, regularly indulges in movies, loves to whip up gourmet meals in the kitchen, swears that one day she will learn to speak French properly, adores candles and fresh flowers, married her high school sweetheart, visited 19 countries and counting, fears an apocalyptic rage-virus, regularly spoils her cavoodle Harley, loves walking along the harbour, is decorated with ink, muddles her right & left, seasonally switches between blonde and brunette, has soul-mates, favours painted nails & dangly earrings, always orders the 'plateau de fromages', is obsessed with British or Scandinavian crime fiction, detests creepy-crawlies & people who take too long to order coffee, gives terrible directions, makes up crazy dances for her devilishly handsome husband, believes in good, would always be dressed in Saint Laurent, Gucci & Chloe if she could, adores Tex-Mex & Japanese, loves the smell of rain & evening jasmine, may be addicted to Instagram&Pinterest, is always on the hunt for a really good macchiato, is James Taylor’s biggest fan, gets rowdy with tequila, dreams every night, takes pickles, jalapeños & dried fruit for movie snacks, would hate a world without French champagne, adores Pantone 1765, almost always wishes she was lying on the sand in the sun, is an inconsistent Paleo convert and although she is a hopeless Francophile she will forever be smitten with Sydney.

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