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I know this may shock you, but here goes.
I am still a Facebook novice.
By myself I created a website for my dog, but I still struggle with Facebook. Is anyone else feeling the irony of that?
Have you ever joined an on-going exercise or dance class, and for at least a couple of sessions, you feel as though everyone else in the class is speaking a language that you can’t recognize? You know what I mean. The Zumba instructor is shouting merengue, and you’re looking around for lemon pie with that fluffy white stuff on top.
Although I joined Facebook a couple of years ago, I was never active on it and so didn’t invest any time in learning the bells and whistles. That’s why I’m still feeling like the odd man out, as though everyone else in the world knows all this STUFF that I don’t.
OK, I am embarrassed to say this, but yes, I borrowed Facebook for Dummies from the library recently. I had overheard someone talking about Facebook Messenger and didn’t have a clue. So I looked it up and downloaded the app.
Guess what was waiting for me? A message from a friend at church from six months ago. (Sorry about that delayed response, Nancy.) And a happy birthday message from last September from an old friend that I worked with 43 years ago!
Kathy and I were the “front office girls” at an office furniture company in Washington, DC, when we were in our early 20s. We kept in frequent touch for many years after her husband’s work took them out of the area and eventually back to their home state of Texas. We both ended up moving in 2004, and as a result, each had our Christmas letter and photos returned to sender that year.
What a gift to resume an old friendship! We chatted back and forth yesterday on Messenger and came up with a time to talk live today.
We ended up reconnecting for 90 minutes on the phone. There were no prolonged silences, no awkward moments. We picked up where we had left off, sharing what had happened in our lives since we last connected fourteen years ago.
I like meeting people, and I’m happy to say I’ve made half a dozen new friends in the past year.
But there is something special about an old friend.
Loved this Blog and loved that our friendship picked up where it left off with such ease. Don’t know if you ever heard this song but I learned it in Girl Scouts. “Make new friends, By keeping old…One is silver and the other, Gold.” Ours is gold!❤️❤️
Enjoyed our time together today! Looking forward to reading more of your blogs!
Have a great Sunday! ??
Actually I almost used that old song about gold and silver in the blog, then changed my mind. You must have felt the vibes.
Your blog reminded me of Roger Miller’s song, “Old Friends.” One of the lines reads, “Lord when all my work is done bless my life and grant me one old friend.” I thought it was very appropriate since my 55th class reunion is next week. I’m hoping to see a lot of my old friends.
What a nice thought. I don’t think I’ve ever heard that song, so of course, now I’ll have to stop and search for it on You Tube. Have a wonderful time at the reunion. Be sure to tell them about your sister’s website and to sign up for my blogs.
I’m seriously trying to build my tribe of readers. I would like to be read around the world. All my readers can help make that dream come true. Don’t forward my posts by email–tell your friends and family about my website http://www.LiftedUp.us where they can click on LIFTED UP BLOGS to read the most recent one, then to the right of the post they can sign up to be emailed future ones on their own. They’ll have to verify in their email that they signed up for this. THANKS!!!
And that is one of the key reasons why I am on Facebook: I found there several French high school friends and we now follow each other’s lives, 40 years later. It’s absolutely WONDERFUL!