Connectedness

How have we as a society lost the connection with others so much while we also live in the time of convenience to be connected? We have phone calls, texting, email, instant messenger, Facebook, and a variety of other forms of social media—and yet, we seem to be less social than ever before. How is it that there are people on my Facebook friend list that would also walk by me as if I was a stranger in the grocery store? I feel like we are headed downhill as far as personal connections go and I’m often just as guilty as the next person. I tell people I miss them, I say we should get together and hangout soon, and then I often don’t follow through and actually make plans.

I woke up thinking about this stuff this morning. I think that as soon as my feet were hitting the floor, my mind was going 90 MPH thinking about such deep subject matter. I don’t know where it came from or even why really, I just suddenly felt like I should be talking about something real on Facebook. My feed every day is filled with selfies, memes, people complaining, and other content that lacks in substance. If we are going to be so “connected” through social media, I want to be as connected as possible with realness. Don’t get me wrong, I love seeing people post pictures of their families and share happy or funny memes, but there’s only so many pictures of people’s dinners, vain selfies, and Vaguebooker statuses I can handle before thinking that Facebook is really only a tool for narcissism and not a tool of connectivity.

Let me give an example of my own personal needs. Last night I had to do a quick run to Walmart for a few things before I could make dinner. I was a little stressed and in a big hurry, but as I was waiting to check out, I saw a Facebook friend of mine. I know that she works, goes to college, has a handful of children, and has many busy similarities to my life. She looked like she was in a hurry too and probably had a lot on her mind. But you know what she did? She walked over to me. She said hello, she asked how I am, and she hugged me. While to many, this may not seem like a big deal, to me it absolutely was! She could have just walked by and gotten away with a wave as she passed and I wouldn’t have judged her at all. We are busy. But the fact that she took that moment to personally say hello and to reach out and hug me had an impact. It made me feel good. I loved that she cared enough to make that personal connection, especially when I know her and her family have been going through so much lately that no one could blame her if she’d just kept walking. It made me truly realize just how much I don’t just want personal time with my friends and loved ones, my heart ~needs~ that.

I don’t want to ramble forever here, I just wanted to share some of those thoughts. Normally I would put this into a blog, but my blog is fairly anonymous and I wanted those “around” me to read this and know these thoughts. If nothing else, can y’all do me a favor? Reach out to at least one person this weekend, stop by and have a cup of coffee, make time for a backyard BBQ, or call someone you love that isn’t nearby. Do something. Just please make a personal connection that has nothing to do with Facebook or any other social media. If even just one of you does that, that will make my heart happy.   

**This was adapted from a long Facebook post I wrote a few months ago. I left it unedited because I felt it should be whole for y’all to really understand, even though my blog is no longer anonymous like this post states.**

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