Today I went to a Welcome Home party. One of the blogs I follow is the Taiwan Drift. Chase has authored this blog while he was a teacher on temporary assignment on the island nation of Taiwan. Chase is from Southern California. He came home last night after spending a year in Taiwan.
His family had a Welcome Home Party and I was invited.
As much as I love people, I was a bit hesitant to go. It was not the 30 mile journey south to his parents home that made me hesitate. I thought I might be out of place. But I went.
Because I was invited.
Generally people invite you to things because they'd like you to come. It's really not that complex. Most of the time, people say what they mean and mean what they say. No need to over think things.
Although Chase was the only one I knew, and I "only" knew him from his blog. It turns out that I was warmly welcomed by his family. I felt that I knew some of them from "listening" to Chase's blog. They also felt like they knew me from my comments on Chase's blog. (Some have visited my blog too.)
It was a fun time, in fact it was memorable.
The party was an open house, and I stayed for an hour or so. I met his mom, dad, sisters, and brother. (Plus his grandma, aunt, and family dog.)
The Girl Scout song has it right: "Make new friends, but keep the old: one is silver and the other is gold."
As I was leaving, Chase's mom stopped me. Her plan was to capture the attendees on "film." I had taken my camera, so I also had them take a picture of Chase and me together. Chase's mom said, "I'll look for it on your blog!" (So here it is.)
I keep blogging because of the friends I've made online. Once in a blue moon, you might get a chance to meet in "real life." Today was one of those times.
"When you get the chance to sit it out or dance: I hope you dance."
Today I danced. Why?
Because I ignored my doubts, trusted my heart, and I responded to an invitation. I've spent a year making a new friend. I wanted to add my face and voice among his family and friends as we all joined hearts to say, "Welcome home Chase."
Because, ultimately, it's not about us... it's about others.