It's been a Facebook kind of morning. It's a funny thing about Facebook. Some days I'm just not in the mood. Other days I comment on everyone's posts -- my friends, my friends-of-friends, distant relatives... Occasionally it's just good to feel connected to others, and Facebook (plug for ya, FB, not that you need it), is indeed a great way to do it.
When my daughters were teens, Instant Messaging was all the rage, and I was quite nervous about it. I stood over them while they were at the keyboard, reminding them that anything they said could, and most likely would, be used against them. I knew it was easy to say things to someone's virtual self you might not say to one's real face standing in front of them in person, and this still greatly troubles me to this day. So I drilled them much to their aggravation and today, even though they are both on Facebook, they are way too busy in life to get bogged down in something they mostly consider a waste of time except to check periodically on friends who are not near. And by that I mean once every week or two. I definitely do not expect to hear a response from my daughters to a FB post or PM I've sent them anytime soon. My son, on the other hand, loves Facebook. I can find him logged on most any day of the week. It is fun to socialize with him, especially since the rotten scoundrel lives 500 miles away from the woman who brought him into this world. He has always been a social butterly to the "nth" degree. I've also found myself almost every day lately having a fun back-and-forth with my one and only niece who lives in another town. And for that, I am Facebook-grateful!
For years, I refused to join Facebook. I heard horror stories of marriages ending because someone connected with an old boyfriend or girlfriend and had a virtual affair. But when I would mention news I had gotten to my Bible study girls and they said Oh, yeah, we already knew that through Facebook, I figured I better join so that I would NOT be the one presenting old news to a group of tech-savvy young moms. I also thought it would be a good tool for promoting my business. So I took the plunge and have not regretted it. However, I am super conservative as to what news of mine I share on Facebook, and carefully deny myself the right to use Facebook as a way to rant and rave about any and every infraction I feel. Don't even get me started on that. Better yet, maybe I will get started on that -- after all, this is my blogpost! If you are one of those people who use Facebook to vent and you haven't seen my posts in a while, better watch out, I might have de-friended you! In my humble opinion, I think Facebook "the tool" should be used for telling short snippets of one's life, posting uplifting photos, and bringing joy and connectivity to the readers, NOT about every single thing with which you have a bone to pick, or every time you go for froyo in town. Just my opinion.
So, even though I check Facebook several times a day for messages and info I might need to know about, I am what you would call a somewhat-timid Facebook kind of gal, and I go entirely by my present mood (and personal time allowed) to determine to what posts I will respond and when. This morning was one of those mornings when I felt like I wanted to mingle. I read good news about babies being born, posts about the value of people in our lives like our mothers and nieces, condolences, commendations of achievements, and other news that gave me momentary happiness. I smiled, even giggled, then felt my heart drop and wiped a tear from my cheek in response to a heartwarming anecdote.
Thanks, Facebook, for helping me to stay connected. But don't expect me to tell my story of weight loss, unrelenting anger, a problem with constipation, or where I go to eat on a given Friday night. Some things are just not meant to be shared.
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