The Disconnect

When I was little I use to climb up in my dads lap when he was reading something and say “aren’t I prettier than what you’re reading”, hoping he would put it down and pay attention to me(before he passed away). 20 years later I still often feel the urge to do the same thing(slightly less dramatic of course). I find myself watching the man I love pour all of his attention into news, reviews, games, anything really. I watch him staring at a screen thinking if only I could catch his attention the way our depressing world does. What is worse is that it’s not just happening to me, I also have to watch him ignore our children as well. I am gentility of having my phone glued to my hand a lot of the time as well, but I try not to turn my full attention to it or I’ll put it down and focus on them some too. I am in no way free from the addiction to technology that most of us now “suffer” from. It’s simply painful to feel like you have to compete the latest CNN update. I don’t need someone to stop what they’re doing and tell me I’m pretty(although, sure that’s be great too), I just need to feel like I’m connected to someone and not that they are connect to everything in the world except me and our family.


The Chains of Social Media

I for the first time in years logged out of Facebook completely yesterday. I know not everyone will see this as shocking or alarming, but to the 802 million people that log into Facebook everyday this may came across a bit more surprising. If you’re wondering why I decided to dutch the social network that keeps me in touch with my friends and family that live hundreds of miles away, the answer is this. The Sunday before last our preacher preached a sermon called “The Facebook Blues”, where he talked about how much we’ve let this site take over our lives and have affected us in negative ways(in short), and he challenged us to go 7 days without checking our Facebook. When we got out of church my husband talked as though this was a great idea, even though when I suggested this at the beginning of our marriage he thought I was crazy! But that’s nether here or there I suppose now. I however at this time didn’t really see the point in bothering to completely cut out this part of what was then my daily life. I mean it wasn’t like I really checked it that much anyways right? WRONG! I spent this past week realizing that I was almost constantly pulling that little blue button whenever I had a spare moment and realizing how much negativity it was putting in my life. I was feeling sad and jealous over every newborn picture I saw or new car someone had brought. I wasn’t keeping my attention on the positives like being able to keep up with my friends and family’s miles away. I was throwing myself a pity party for every baby or maturity picture I saw. Fast foreword to this past Saturday night I had made the decision to press the “log out?” button for awhile. When a arriving at church yesterday morning and after we had been seated once again blue popped up on the projector screen, our preacher was on to sermon two about “The Facebook Blues”, he went into more depth about the positives and negatives. That was it I was sold, after returning one from church I posted one last status update, stating that I was logging out of Facebook for awhile and I would be available via the telephone if someone wanted to talk, and I hit the logout button(on all 3 devices I use of course). Now I’m not going to lie and say its super easy and that I don’t miss it. Quite the contrary I feel like a meth addict feening for their next fix, which is sad really. But also makes my decision seem all the more necessary and smart. I will log back in when I feel like I no longer “need” to. I just broke free the chains of social media.

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