Facebook comes in handy when you suddenly think of someone from your past and you want to look the person up.
Recently, my searches on Facebook have revealed things that I hadn’t expected.
While perusing the home page for my high school’s Class of ’87, I clicked on the profile picture of one of my former classmates. I was confused because in the photo he was posing with a super model type woman. Turns out he’s in a relationship with said woman. I exclaimed loud enough for my co-workers to hear, I thought he was gay!
Anyway, during a search for someone I knew back in the Army days… Back when I was married to that not-so-nice person… I inadvertently stumbled upon not-so-nice person’s “best friend” from the Army days. I use “best friend” in quotations because they had a falling out and to my knowledge never spoke to each other again.
I then stumbled upon best friend’s son, Andy. My godson, Andy. The little boy I haven’t seen since he was 4 years old. The little boy that made me cry happy tears when he gave me a great big squeezy hug the last time I saw him.
I’ve thought of Andy on his birthday every year and always silently wished him a happy birthday. But this year I saw his photo on Facebook. I easily recognized the boy turned man. He’s now 19 years old and in the Army himself.
I’m not sure why but I was completely stunned that he had joined the Army. I still can’t wrap my head around it. Probably because I never thought that his mother would have allowed it.
The other person I found on Facebook of late was a childhood friend from Pines Lake. I’ve looked for her many times before but could never find her because she doesn’t have her maiden name in her screen name. But I found her through a mutual friend.
We started chatting back and forth. She lives in Pennsylvania with her family but when she heard that I live in Florida she mentioned that they have a house on Sanibel Island. A summer house on Sanibel Island? Wow! That must be nice!
(green jealousy monster starts to rear its ugly head)
As the conversation progressed, she told me that both of her parents have passed away and she’s been busy cleaning out their house in Pines Lake.
My heart broke. My eyes filled with tears.
I don’t want a house on Sanibel Island. I’d much rather have my parents in my life.
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Your turn:
Have you found any surprises on Facebook?
3 comments:
FB can be a good and bad thing. Finding old people is great. I still can't believe he is grown and in the Army. Our boys are growing up.
A house on Sanibel means major repair bills every year, and triple bills during a hurricane. Don't be jealous.
The only surprise on Facebook was how empty it was of actual contact. ;-)
Maybe she'll invite you to the house for a visit? :)
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