Ah, this internet of ours. Do you love it as much as I do? I LOVE IT. Lots of people don't, in fact I got a call just the other night from a friend who was desperate to know how to turn off chat on Facebook. I knew how, of course, because I have techno-JOY, and the situation was settled. He, of course, then ranted and raved about how much he hated the internet, who were all these PEOPLE that wanted to TALK to him, oh my GOD he hated it so much.
To this I say: "I don't get it."
I've had a very, very good relationship with the internet, going back to the old (OLD OLD) days of Prodigy chatrooms and AOL mail – In fact I think I still have an AOL account that I haven't checked since God was a boy. I was one of the people who was awed by the idea of talking to people through the computer, and I've been doing it ever since.
Of course, then there was blogging. "Why do you blog?" and "You think people even slightly care about what you have to say?" and "telling stories to strangers? That's beyond weird, dude" have all been said to me at some point. But I chalk that up to people not "getting" it. They don't get the relationships that come out of the internet. They don't get the joy and hilarity that a good blog will give you. And they don't know about my friends.
Without the internet, I wouldn't have gone to Vegas. I wouldn't have eaten pizza in bed with Snarky Amber, or frolicked in front of a fountain with Sarah and Kelly. I wouldn't have my MamaPop gig. None of these things would have happened without the big bad stupid evil internet.
I wouldn't have met so many amazing people. I wouldn't have been able to keep in touch with all my non-computer friends, who are scattered across the country. I wouldn't have been able to do any of it. And where would I be then? Friendless in Jersey, that's where I'd be.
The relationships on the internet are strange, sometimes fragile things, but I have never seen something go through Twitter and then blogs so heartfelt as what happened last night. And it's all due to this sweet little girl.
You can read more about Maddie's short but beautiful life over at Heather's blog. And if you have any pocket change in this tough time, think of Maddie and send it to the March of Dimes.
Goodnight, beautiful girl. I thank the internet for the honor of knowing you.