PilgrimsProgress
Well-Known Member
Thoughtful post, Pinga...........
You have assisted me on reflecting about Wondercafe and my participation.
For me, Wondercafe meant a lot to me initially. It was at a time after my husband's death, and I was in a transition time between receiving casseroles and rejoining real life. It reached its height when we had the Wondercafe picnic at Seven Oaks - which I will be forever grateful to you, Pinga, for your part in it becoming a reality. It brought me to Canada - and getting to know, not only your beautiful country, but also many of the Wondercafe folks in real life.
And that's the clue, for me at least.
Online doesn't have the same impact as real life.
Take chansen. After the novelty wore off, I was uninterested in his jibes about religion.
Yet when I met him personally in Toronto, and visited his son Carter in hospital, real life revealed a very likeable man with a good sense of humour and humanity. Also a very loving Dad. When Carter died, I felt it as keenly as a death in my own family.
When I think of those here that I have met in real life, I think of you - not by your post - but how I remember our real-life encounters. Every single one of you.
Pinga, I remember our visit to the wine tasting -and your generosity and your ever present smile and joy of life. I sense that you are at a time of transition in your own life?
I warmed to Crazyheart the moment she said to me over the phone, "I'm just trailer trash, honey". When she died, I could feel my interest in Wondercafe begin to be in it's Autumn days.........
Now, with this pandemic and my age, I doubt whether I'll ever visit your shores again. My loyalty will keep me around, but - without real-life contact - I do feel less involved.
You have assisted me on reflecting about Wondercafe and my participation.
For me, Wondercafe meant a lot to me initially. It was at a time after my husband's death, and I was in a transition time between receiving casseroles and rejoining real life. It reached its height when we had the Wondercafe picnic at Seven Oaks - which I will be forever grateful to you, Pinga, for your part in it becoming a reality. It brought me to Canada - and getting to know, not only your beautiful country, but also many of the Wondercafe folks in real life.
And that's the clue, for me at least.
Online doesn't have the same impact as real life.
Take chansen. After the novelty wore off, I was uninterested in his jibes about religion.
Yet when I met him personally in Toronto, and visited his son Carter in hospital, real life revealed a very likeable man with a good sense of humour and humanity. Also a very loving Dad. When Carter died, I felt it as keenly as a death in my own family.
When I think of those here that I have met in real life, I think of you - not by your post - but how I remember our real-life encounters. Every single one of you.
Pinga, I remember our visit to the wine tasting -and your generosity and your ever present smile and joy of life. I sense that you are at a time of transition in your own life?
I warmed to Crazyheart the moment she said to me over the phone, "I'm just trailer trash, honey". When she died, I could feel my interest in Wondercafe begin to be in it's Autumn days.........
Now, with this pandemic and my age, I doubt whether I'll ever visit your shores again. My loyalty will keep me around, but - without real-life contact - I do feel less involved.


