Facebook is such an amazing tool! I am sure if I take the time to think about the bad side of facebook, I could get plenty paranoid worrying about my privacy, and all of the ways I could be taken advantage of. Instead, I am amazed at how awesome it is to be able to reconnect with good friends long lost to me. Life has a way of twisting and turning, lives change, words/deeds are said & done, and people who mean the world to you kind of go down a separate path. I think of those friends often. They are mostly friends from college, and after college. Those friends I "went through the wars" with, as my husband phrases it. The crazy trips, parties, and youthful adventures. Just this week, I have reconnected with my old college roommate Holly, who I have been keeping an eye out for, for years, and who was a good friend to me all through college. I also found my after college best buddy Vicki. We spent a ton of time together over a brief period, like 2 years maybe. We had sooooo much fun in that time. She is one of those amazing people that is so beautiful (in face and spirit), that when she focuses on you, it is like the warmth of the sun. She attracts people like a lamp to moths. I am so glad to have an opportunity to reconnect with these two. Our lives are very different now I am guessing. Thanks to facebook, I will at least know how life is treating them, and hear their voices again! I hope we will reconnect and stay in touch.
I am helping to prepare a baby shower for a young woman at our church. She is young, just 22. Thinking about her, and what the future may hold for her and her little family, got me to thinking about life at 22. Much has changed for me since I was 22. That was really a difficult time. I didn't realize at the time that it was difficult. I had graduated from college, was having a post college, pre-real life, super good time. I was bar tending, partying, picking up and traveling to far away places to party some more. I didn't really have much in the way of financial responsibility yet, and my parents were living in Egypt-- leaving me in charge of the house and my younger sister. It was an "out all night, sleep all day", kind of life. To be honest, I was setting a pretty poor example for my sister, who at the time was working full-time at a nursing home, and was far more responsible than I was. Looking back at that time, and even later, till about age 25, it make...
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