Thank You Facebook

Recently, I ran into an old friend, and a current Facebook friend. I was so happy to see her, and I was so thankful we had kept up with each other. Through Facebook.

That’s right. I’m thankful for Facebook.

My friend and I haven’t seen each other in seven years, but thanks to Facebook, our friendship bond was maintained, and we picked up where we left off. Right exactly where we left off. And maybe we are even closer… All I know is we blocked traffic in that restaurant doorway, and all eyes were on us; because we hugged for so long. For so very long. I missed my friend, and it was so good to see her.

Life makes you busy. My friend got married, moved away, and blossomed (she is much younger than me. I could probably, technically, be her mom, like if I was a teenage mom until she was five).

And seven years ago, I was busy with soccer practice, Boy Scouts, and running my own booming business. Man, how things change.

And then Facebook was invented. And we reconnected. And my friend and her husband moved back to the area. And now we are planning to make plans. I’m so excited.

Keeping up with old friends is what keeps me on Facebook. Because honestly, I battle the blue and white, stalker-maker, privacy-invader, every single day. Should I stay, or should I go? I think I’ve decided. But I’ll get to that.

I even created a separate page for my blog, incase Facebook ever looses the battle, and go ahead and delete my personal account; I can still post to my blog’s page.

And by the way, you should totally follow my blog on Facebook. The ‘like’ button is right over there, see it? The little thumb. It’s in the right margin.

A lot of my friends on Facebook have recently talked about deleting their accounts; about eschewing the social media giant altogether, mostly for privacy or time-sucking reasons; but I just can’t. Yet. And I probably won’t. Ever.

Every time I consider walking away from Facebook, I think about the dozen or so people I’ve reconnected with; how I’d loose them. Forever. We are busy wives, husbands, moms, dads, sisters, brothers, daughters, sons, business owners, worker-bees, friends, nieces, nephews, cousins; and Facebook enables us to touch base and keep up with each other, while still being fully present in every other aspect of our lives.

For me, Facebooking (and now it’s verb, see how I did that?) isn’t a problem because it doesn’t suck my time. I don’t play Facebook games, or farm, or stare at the APP on my phone when someone is talking to me (and I don’t tolerate that behavior from anyone else). I see Facebook as a fantastic tool to enable me to be fully present in my real life, while I keep up with my old friends, cousins, and nieces, in less time that it would take to write a letter, or even make a phone call. So for me, Facebook is an awesome time management tool. Plus, it gives me a tiny, privileged, glimpse into my adult son’s lives, from the sidelines.

The part of Facebook I wrestle with; the part that freaks out my fake-OCD the most; the part of it that makes me go back and forth, is the privacy.

I HAVE PUT SO MUCH OUT THERE.

But then I remember, the NSA has all my texts. And pretty soon, people without background checks, or without security clearances (insert laughs here), will have access to all of my health insurance records, including my social security number; so what more harm can I possibly do? A few pictures on Facebook? Pssht. If I go missing, at least they’ll have more to choose from than my driver’s license photo. And my blog about stories and conversations from my life? Again, if I go missing, they’ll have enough material to do a two-hour 48hrs special, during sweeps week. Way cool. Besides, it’s not like I do stupid $hit; like for instance, announce when I’ll be out of town, or that I forgot to lock the front door -which I never, ever do, by the way.

This is me. I am real.
I have two rabid dogs.
Plus a security system.
And I’m a runner.

And then my friend Ethel told me about Facebook lists (because I hate to read directions or follow online tutorials). I can control who-sees-what, who-posts-where, and who-tags-me, and what-they-tag-me-in. Control, my favorite thing! It’s so awesome!

So I made lists yesterday. And I put my family, and super close friends on my main list. And my acquaintances on another. And now my fake-OCD isn’t screaming at me about having too much out there. Lists will definitely give you a false sense of security, and quiet your fake-OCD nerves. Seriously. The voice in my head is quiet. Sssh!

Off to make plans with a beautiful friend I just reconnected with… Thank you Facebook. I’ll be around. For awhile.

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13 comments on “Thank You Facebook

  1. Roxie the Outlaw
    September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

    Duh. I just left you a comment about this! But I hadn’t read this yet. I found you, but now I don’t know if I liked you as me-me or as bloggy-me. Sigh …..

    • virtualendings
      September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

      OMG I have a cyber twin! LMAO

      • Roxie the Outlaw
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        HAHA! OMG.

        Okay – NOW I found you on FB and liked your page. BUT I cannot leave you a message or write on your wall. Is it just me? Hand to god I am not an idiot.

        I wanted to ask if you might be interested in joining a closed Facebook group of bloggers. We could help support and cross-promote each other’s blogs. And bounce ideas off each other too. Sort of a bloggy self-help. What do you think?

      • virtualendings
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        I do it ALL the time! I forget I’m logged in as my real-self, and I share a link, or “like” something, and my techy BFF will call me and ask me WTH are you doing if you are trying to be all covert..?! Why are you doing THAT?! LMAO

      • Roxie the Outlaw
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        It’s like lookin’ in a mirror! LOL!

      • virtualendings
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        Oh, and most definitely on the group!! Count me in!

      • Roxie the Outlaw
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        Okay. That’s if I can figure out how to make a group as bloggy-me and not real-me. Which is a BIG IF.

      • virtualendings
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        still laughing.. You made my day!

      • Roxie the Outlaw
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        Ditto!!!!

      • Roxie the Outlaw
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        Okay – sorry to blog up your comments today, but I figured out two things: #1 – I am not able to send you messages or write on the wall of your page on FB. Boo. #2 – FB pages cannot create or be part of a group. So we would have to join as our real-selves and not our bloggy-selves. Thoughts? Feel free to message me or post on FB if you’d like.:-)

      • virtualendings
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        I just double checked my FB settings & they are public.. Huh. But you can email me & that way only the NSA can see 🙂 virtualendings@gmail.com

        Sent from my iPhone

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      • Roxie the Outlaw
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        Well maybe I can’t because I’m a page? Ugh. Sounds good to me! Thanks!

      • Roxie the Outlaw
        September 27, 2013 at September 27, 2013 #

        I just got that. NSA … HAHAHAHA!

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