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I don't spend a whole lot of time on facebook, but one of the good things about it is when people post prayer requests for people who are sick or in some sort of trouble. It is not all bragging. Sometimes, I read posts about people having hard times as well as good times.
Another thing I like are the articles from various pages. My sister will post articles she knows I would like to my page, and we talk about it.
I like looking at pictures of peoples' kids and seeing how they have grown. I also like seeing pictures of peoples' pets.
If you dislike some of your friends' posts, simply unfollow them and they won't show up in your feed.
Another thing I like are the articles from various pages. My sister will post articles she knows I would like to my page, and we talk about it.
I like looking at pictures of peoples' kids and seeing how they have grown. I also like seeing pictures of peoples' pets.
If you dislike some of your friends' posts, simply unfollow them and they won't show up in your feed.
We stayed friends even after he and his wife, (they were married a year after hubby and I were), left the area with their five daughters.
And then we lost touch.
We reconnected after our mutual friend was one of the people hubby wanted to see while he was in the hospital. (Funny thing. This lawyer friend became a federal DA and then a judge. Because so many kingpins he convicted would like to see him dead, he has changed his last name, as did his wife, on their FB pages. We were reconnecting with quite a few old friends from way back when and from that old church, so when he asked to be a friend, I just thought he was someone from the old church I couldn't remember. Same thing with his wife. Took me three months to figure out who they were. 35 years changes everything about our faces, but our smiles stay the same. One of them posted a photo of both of them smiling and I thought, "How could I not know until now?")
Last weekend, he posted photos of his son's graduation from college. I didn't know they had a son. Matter of fact, it kind of creeped me out because I thought that was his son-in-law and he looked so much like the 21 year old I met right after he graduated. I know they say women pick husbands who are like their fathers, but not that much!
Hubby had to tell me that was their son.
Have you ever tried reconnecting with a childhood friend? Exactly what do we ask that tells us, "What have I missed all these years?" Especially on sites where writing space is so small.