First Meetings

Introducing oneself to strangers wherever it occurs is such an awkard task. Here I am at the computer sweating bullets wondering whether you will wish to make my acquaintance and will you return time and again to continue our conversation.

What a fool I was to think that this would be an easy meeting - a blind date never is. It is something I once would have thought not to be repeated after my first and only experience. It was New Year's Eve and my dear cousins decided that such a night would be wasted should I not have a date. Looking back, the night might have been more enjoyable had they recognised that in all likehood I would have easily met a cad such as the one they arranged to be my date.

This meeting reminds me of the nervous anxiety I felt that night in December 1971, wondering if I would live up to this unknown person's expectations. Here I am again, one night away from another New Year's Eve wondering whether you, my cyber 'date' will find in our meeting a friend to whom you will want to return to time and time again.

Long past the age of thinking that I could live up to anyone's expectation, my hope is that through this blog you will have a place where you will receive and share words of comfort with those in need. There is a special place in my heart for women and those who mainstream society regard as "those people" -- people who like me have been hurt by the callous remarks of blind dates and others who are intolerant of differences.

Welcome to the Comfort Blog and hope that however many times you return, you will find peace.

Claudette