Will you be my friend? No, seriously, I need a friend. Is that you? Are you out there?

I’ve lived in St. Augustine for nearly a year and so far I know exactly one mom. She’s amazing, sweet, kind, caring, and understanding. I can totally see us becoming friends. But here’s the kicker, we’ve never met in real life. I don’t know what she looks like, and I don’t think she knows what I look like either. COVID-19 has kept us from actually meeting, and it’s really put a damper on this new friendship. 

mom friendBut one virtual mom does not a best friend make. Where’s my mom tribe? Or anyone really. You don’t have to be a mom. I just want one friend to connect with over Cuban coffee and good conversation. 

Nearly a year ago I left my hometown in Michigan in pursuit of adventure in Florida, but my heart stayed behind along with my family, life-long friends, and everything else one leaves behind for Florida. When my husband and I made the choice to move our family down I was focused on all the new experiences we’d have with our daughter, but I failed to think about what I was leaving behind and what I’d have to work hard for to achieve again. 

I had such a rich, diverse group of friends from all walks of life who provided so much to my mental and emotional health. And although that group of friends still exists, they’re nearly 1,000 miles away. 

I’ve tried to connect with moms in St. Augustine, and so far I’ve gotten nowhere. Maybe it’s because of the pandemic that’s keeping us all indoors for the foreseeable future. Maybe it’s my sometimes crippling shyness that keeps me from walking up to someone and start a casual conversation. I don’t know. I signed up for the mom’s “dating” app, Peanut, to see if I could connect with other moms in the area and that’s just led to unanswered texts and needless anxiety. 

So what’s it going to take? Where are you, my friend? I’m a step from putting a personal ad in the newspaper asking for a friend. People still do that, right?

If I did it’d look like this: Hispanic mom of one-year-old girl seeking friendship and playdates. Interested moms check my Instagram page where you’ll find loads of photos of my baby, husband, and dog. 

How do you make friends with other moms? I’ve found a helpful guide to finding the rare creature that is the “mom friend,” so maybe this will set me in the right direction. Have you had a similar experience? Let me know your thoughts and suggestions, please. Help a mom out! 

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Tatiana Diaz
I was born in Cuba and moved to the U.S. with my mom in 1995 when I was seven. Most people can't tell, but Spanish is my first language, and I'm determined to teach my daughter to speak it before she learns English. I grew up in Michigan, moved to Miami and went back "home" for ten years before moving my tiny family - husband, baby and dog - to St. Augustine in 2019. I've done "life" a little backwards and on my own terms. I struggled with infertility and pregnancy loss for what seems like an eternity and after seven years miraculously gave birth to my beautiful daughter, Pilar. I love reading and writing and learning and getting to people and their stories. I love Cuban food and admire anyone who can throw down in the kitchen. It's a skill I wish I was blessed with. Bonus Tati trivia: I love to edit anything - billboards, documents, papers, anything. I'm obsessed and should be stopped.