One of my classmates and I were discussing facebook and blogs last night during a break. He is in the bishopric in his ward and he told me that there are members in his ward that barely speak to each other in person but they are friends on facebook. Not only that, but they tell everyone that can see their profile every little detail of their lives. Then he stated that he didn't understand blogging either. I sort of found it amusing because he is not yet 30 and his wife is expecting their first baby any day. I did mention that Facebook is a great way for my mother to stay up to date with her grandchildren and reading her children's blogs gives us a bridge over the miles that physically seperate us.
I did continue to think about our conversation after class. Then I started thinking about the things that I publish on my Facebook and my blog. I started this blog as a place to review books- 2 coming up in the next week or so. I also started posting a few things about what was going on with the kids so my parents would know. Slowly I started posting a few more personal things, allowing a bit more of me to come through. And I started to have readers that were not family and I met new "friends" and we got to know each other through our blogs.
I also thought about the things I don't tell you. I sometimes think the things that I don't say tell you more about me than the things I do. If you could get a peek at my dashboard you would see that it is full of draft posts. Things I have written and then decided I didn't want to share but didn't want to delete for some reason or another. Tose posts will probably never be posted either. They are usually written when I am stressed or sad and they are a way for me clarify my thoughts. I just don't think I need to work that out in a public forum.
Right now I am having a period of that stress. I sit down to write and search my mind for what I want to say and all I get is
Nothing.
Nothing that isn't one of these stress situations.
So here is one more thing you know about me, when my posts are silly or filled with comics or those "tests" that tell you what car you are, etc. you can pretty much assume that I am in the middle of a high stress situation.
Unless the post is filled with pictures of kids' performances and/or grandbabies. Then I am just bragging or showing off.
Indeed.
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