And isn't that funny? I've been on FB for a long time now and I really like it. I reconnected with a very special friend, Jan, and we picked up right where we left off. Our families lived across the street from each other in Tennessee and then we all got transferred to San Diego at the same time. This is a friendship that goes back 41 years. And when my sister got very sick and we almost lost her, I started a family FB page so those of us who live away from Sioux Falls could get regular updates. That way no single person was tasked with having to make phone calls all the time, or we weren't getting multiple calls a day from lots of different family members. As soon as someone back there had a few minutes they posted. Then we all knew what was going on and we could focus on Linda. Same with Ashley's updates.
While Jenny and I were in Denver awaiting Kendra's birth, FB was invaluable for me. I didn't feel like I was in it up to my eyeballs and all alone. As soon as she was born and Kenny was called (and sent a hunnert 'n' eleventy photos of Mom and baby) I was able to let everyone know at one time that she was here and doing well. We got very close to some of the other families living in the Ronald McDonald House and are still in touch regularly. Little Sophia's family (she was the baby born just before Kendra and she was born with half a heart) has become very close to our hearts and we can see her progress just as they see Kendra's.
Another very, very special little boy, Raul, was just 2 when we met. Raul suffers from the "Worse Disease You've Never Heard Of", Epidermolysis Bullosa. It's a hereditary condition where there is no connective tissue in layers of skin. Raul has a particularly horrible form so his mouth fuses, his hands and feet are permanently fused, his esophagus is delicate and blisters and tears if he eats solid food. Right now he is in the Masonic Hospital in Minneapolis, on day 103 of his bone marrow transplant and he's not doing very well. This transplant isn't a cure - there is no cure - but they are hoping that once he starts getting better his condition will improve enough for him to function better. Imagine your child suffering the pain of severe, deep burns, having to bandaged from head to toe every other day (getting morphine and other pain killers and anxiety meds before the bandaging begins) and if you hug him to comfort him you risk his skin blistering and sloughing off from your touch. Yeah, that disease. But thanks to FB we all know what's going on from day to day, and his prayer circle just keeps expanding.
So I'm a FB fan. I'm able to see photos of my grandson and his wife in Chicago and get to "watch" my great grandkids grow. I don't get too much into the bad stuff on there - I can scroll down through the garbage and just follow the folks in my own life. Once I learned to ignore the trash, stay away from political, and focus on friends and family as a connection it's been great for me.