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Missing Moments

I've been thinking a lot lately about the society that we live in and how everyone is so incredibly focused on their cell phones, tablets, computers, email and social media in general. What did we do before Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and before smart phones? Sometimes I stop and look at my kids and think about how many moments we miss out on, because we are always looking down at our phones for a notification or staring at the computer for Facebook notifications. I'm even contradicting myself by sitting here writing this blog. 

Having added twins to my family, I find that I don't have as much time for social media, which I consider a good thing. When someone says, "Hey did you see that about so and so on Facebook?" My response is usually no. And to be honest, I am proud of that. Sometimes I really do wish that we could go back in time before smart phones, before instant gratification and back to the time when we had to physically speak to someone to get to know them. 

I feel like there are so many people who put such an emphasis on what they read on social media and I try not to be one of them. I also feel like there are people who watch my page too closely (I'm sure you have some of this as well) or some who try to put on a show through social media trying portray that they are someone that they are not. Now people can hide behind a text message, email or private message rather than having an honest conversation, which can be very hurtful in certain situations.

Why am I writing this? It's not at all to offend anyone, but it's a personal reminder to myself to really stop, take a breath and to realize how truly blessed that I am. Don't let life pass you by while staring at a computer screen or the palm of your hand. Don't get me wrong as I love checking up on the outside world and I would no longer keep in touch with so many people without Facebook, but what would we do if we woke up one day and social media no longer existed?? 


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