It's something when who you are is blessed isn't it. It seems like this intangible thing that you can't create or ask for.. You don't die if it's not there. In fact, it's not even necessary to build a relationship on.. it just "IS." Some people just know, while others can be told and still don't seem to be able to connect. I wonder if that's not such a bad thing.. otherwise we'd all want to be best friends with everyone else on the whole planet and we'd just talk and play all day and never get any work done. Nah. Kidding. Maybe it's special because it's rare. Anyway, you know when there's this one thing about you, and it's not good or bad, it's just not something a lot of people care about or share with you? It's not like they demean it, they just forget and never bring it up. But it's there and it's part of you. If they were deliberate, even though the intentions are there, it's awkward and incomplete. And then some day, someone sees it.. sees you, and you're like ... what? Seriously? You can see that and you're placing value on it? You're not kidding with me? And they are totally not. That's neat. It's like a crisp fall day and you've been staying warm but you were sweating in your jacket so you're starting to cool off. But then the sun comes out unexpectedly and suddenly your back is warmed. Immediately you know that despite the cold, your coat can come off and you turn around and soak in every little morsel that you can. That's good.
I didn't want to be on facebook
I didn't want to be on facebook. And when I did, I made all my settings super private. And then I said "NO" to lots of people who wanted to "friend" me. And then when I did add people, I ERASED THEM. Not all, just some. I wanted facebook to be just for me and my family. Know why? One reason is, I want to know you in real life. I don't want your facebook life. And you don't want mine either. I tend to post super cute things that my kids say. Oh and they are brilliant. You do need to hear those things. ( I actually post those things so that when I make our yearly photo album I'll have cute things close at hand to make the book all the more memorable to us). But I would never post the fact that I just got told I was a dumb mom and that my son hates this family and never wants to be here again, my precious son who has autism and we are just learning how to work with him and we fail multiple times daily. And when we have no money, I'm not go...
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