At some point after we arrived in Washington, my status updates stopped showing up in my friends’ Facebook News Feeds. I discovered this by accident … Lynn mentioned that he hadn’t seen an update I’d posted about our anniversary.
Prior to this time, I’d been posting updates from time to time: my grandkids’ birthdays, our time in Disneyland, and various other moments. I noticed that there were never any comments, or even “likes.” What was running through my mind?
Was my life so unimportant to my 200+ friends and family that no one felt compelled to let me know that they had at least read them? Constipated dog stories, Obama political statements, food topics, numerous nights out on the town … all elicited at least a few likes and comments! In a fit of brief angst and self-pity, I’d considered trashing my Facebook account. But then I remembered why I’d opened an account to begin with, and why Facebook became a blessing to me.
It is how I keep current on what’s important to those people I rarely ever see, but have been a part of my life at some point during the past 40-50 years. It enables me to be connected to them. It provides me with an opportunity to let them know that I’m glad they are still my “friend” by commenting on their updates. And, there are the occasional surprises … Facebook was the tool that enabled me and my siblings to reunite with our long-lost aunt and cousins, and I’ve been “friended” by high school chums from the sixties.
So … I had planned on continuing my Facebook “relationship.”It was an added joy to discover that my “friends” still cared!!! If another glitch occurs, I will put the blame where it belongs: the occasional virtual blip.
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