Shelly‘s was my first Twitter-born friendship. Almost as soon as we connected, we were emailing and I expressed a wee problem to her as an aside: it was the first week of last summer–one day before summer camp was to start for my kiddos, I found out that due to an error I made, neither of my kids was actually going to be able to attend camp the next day … or for the next month … in the desert …… in 110 degree heat ……….. for a month ………. with nothing to do. And I had to work. That is called deep doodoo for a mama. And I was rather upset. And so I expressed that to Shelly and said that I wished I could just drive my kids up the west coast and camp in tree houses and yurts and end up in Oregon. It was sheer escapist fantasy, but my new Twitter-born friend immediately took action. She put it out on her social media that a friend of hers needed to housesit and she started making stuff happen. It was the nicest thing she could have possibly done. read more