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Growing Up and Making Choices

Who doesn’t like Facebook?

It’s a wonderful tool and has led to many a happy reunion.

I was hooked from the moment I got requests from long-lost friends.

And what has been even more fun has been connecting with friends of my friends…people we all know.  Facebook makes the world a much smaller place.

One interesting thing that has also happened is that as I’ve connected with the friends I made while living in South Florida, I’ve been able to look at pictures of their children…my own Chicky and Rooster’s friends from long ago.

Gosh, but that’s when you realize how fast time is flying.

Of course, the way I remember these children is not always the way they are now.

The boys have grown facial hair, and the girls…

Well, the girls have changed too.

I got a couple of surprises yesterday when I innocently clicked on the links for a couple of my children’s friends.

And these weren’t the best surprises.

Looking through the pictures made me go, “Oh really?  Do your mamas ever look at your Facebook pages?  Does they know who your friends really are?”

A glance at the kids’ profiles revealed interesting religious views.

Coming from my conservative, Christian perspective, I am saddened.

I still love these children.  They left their marks on my heart years ago when I first met them.

They are growing up and making choices that concern me.

I am also grateful for having my Chicky and Rooster…children who, for the most part, make well-thought-out decisions.  They are involved in church and, more importantly, have a relationship with God.  In fact, they would rather spend time at church with their Christian friends than at parties where who knows what goes on.

Perhaps it was a good thing that I took a peek into those other lives.  I know where I need to direct some of my prayers.

AuburnChick Discovers Facebook

And let me just say…

Oh

My

Goodness

I’m thinking that Time, one of the words I want to focus on this year, just flew right on out the window.

My sister got this whole doggone thing started.  Yep.  It’s her fault.  I bear absolutely no responsibility.

You see, somehow Sister has gotten semi-computer-literate.

Say it ain’t so!

She’s moved beyond turning the thing on to actually knowing what to do with the cursor!

Somehow, she got herself signed onto Facebook.  She then encouraged Soccer Chick to ask me about letting her have an account.  I said no, figuring that she doesn’t need yet ANOTHER thing to waste time on.  She’s taking four AP classes this spring, so her schedule is going to be quite busy.

I, on the other hand. took a quick peek.

Of course, you can’t peek without signing up.

Mistake #1.

When I registered my name, the auto-setup thingy put things into motion.

I put in my high school name, and VOILA!  Out pops a list of names of people I haven’t talked to since…um…graduation day?!

Within a few hours, I had been friended by several people.

I’ll admit it.  I’m hooked.

This is WAY different than other sites.  You can actually connect with people who knew you before you were who you are today!  They saw you when you had zits all over your face, made eyes with the boy across class, and fell down the stairs on your butt.  If you went to my school, you know EXACTLY what I’m talking about.

Oh yes…the glory days.

My head feels tired from all of the memories that are rushing in right now.

And of course, being the computer nerd that I am, I’m already thinking of ways to link my blog to my Facebook.  I want to customize my Facebook to look all snazzy.

Sigh…

I don’t need this.  I really don’t.

I have socks to finish knitting, a house to clean, a job to find.

Sigh…

We won’t even talk about Plurk.  That’s another story for another time.  When I have time.