A FB/blogging friend posted this as her FB profile pic the other day accompanied by a comment saying that this is how she feels about FB lately.
It made me question myself and the stuff I put on FB. Sifting through my timeline, it certainly does look like everything is roses and butterflies. My life is pretty fricking awesome, but not constantly. There are fights, sickness, friendships that suck at times, meddling family members, etc. etc. I really could go on and on. But really, that stuff is NOT what I'm going to share with everyone on the site. There's so much that just isn't meant for FB. At least, not in my world anyway. Heck, there's so much that I can't even put in my blog anymore.
Yes, my life is awesome. But not perfect. I'd rather my public face be a smiling one. I've been having more than my fair share of pity parties lately... some warranted, some not so much, but once I start running with them, it's hard to snap out of it. At least by showing the FB world my smiling face, it forces me to look for the positive... and there is a lot of it. Sometimes I just need to remind myself that it does exist... :)
Something New...
Monday, February 27, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Proud Mama
Convo with BB in the car tonight...
BB: I don't know.
Me: Mmmovie store.
BB: Mooshie toh tarts with M!!
This blew me away. We also taught him to properly say "movie" during this convo. A very impressive night. :)
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Here I am again...
So the old blog has been hidden... MB picked up my iPad over the holidays and started reading one of my open tabs. He didn't like what he read. I tucked it away out of respect for him. It hurts to have abandoned it. But I'll do whatever it takes to make this relationship work.
I highly doubt this new blog will be a suitable replacement for me, emotionally, but I need SOMETHING. I just need to try to not share anything about him or his boy. Not easy for me, since they are a huge part of my life.
To try put a positive spin on this, I have a new life now... a new blog seems appropriate... although I think my story is far more interesting when the past five years are in the same place. I feel like I'm a survivor... but now my story is tucked away.
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