Sunday, January 23, 2011
Three Kinds of People
After getting my feet wet, I have been drawn into this world of friends, particularly friends from long ago that seem not to have aged. It becomes so easy to pick up in conversation as easily as if there weren't thousands of miles that separate us, nor decades that have passed since the last time we spoke.
Initially I joined facebook to stay in touch with my children; to see what they were up to while living away from home. I also love to see fresh pictures of my granddaughter from time to time, as I don't get enough "face time" with her.
But facebook fills a need for me. It validates myself as "Ardith Wakeman Haws". I am no longer just Jackie's mom, or Elder Haws' mother, or Bishop Haws' wife. For the first time in years I have my own circle of friends, especially those that knew me as the shy, brown-eyed girl who moved around a lot.
I love sharing the day to day lives of my facebook friends. I love sharing the happy times and the sad times, the silly times and the touching times. How fun to cheer on the triumphant and how poignant to pray with those in need. I love a forum that accepts my idiosyncrasies. Perhaps my voice may not be heard by multitudes, but it is heard by my little circle of facebook friends. And that is enough.