I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. I LOVE seeing friends I haven’t seen in virtually years. Oh, I am sorry, I mean I HATE virtually seeing friends I haven’t seen in years. Get my drift?
This week I “became friends” with a guy I carpooled with in 10th grade, a guy I sorta knew from when my brother was at college, and a girl I LOVE from Troy State University who I haven’t seen since graduation. I read something that makes me think my friend, Aspa’s son swallowed a marble – that’s all I know. What happened?? Details?? NOTHIN’!! Then I read something that makes me think one old friend lost a child this past year. . .
yea, I hate/love Facebook. A reminder that the world is broken; people I love and have loved are hurting and rejoicing all over the world. . . I don’t know.
I will say, when I look at the faces off all my Facebook friends it makes me remember heaven is going to be one fun place.
Okay, gotta bolt. Just noticed a friend from college poked me on Facebook and I don’t know what that means. Good grief.