Recently I met a gentleman from my neighborhood at an open house. We exchanged pleasantries and made small talk. During our brief conversation I mentioned seeing something on Facebook and his reply caught me by surprise. He looked at me with what appeared to be judgement and said with a snicker "You use Facebook?"
"Yes", I awkwardly replied, feeling a little shameful like I just got caught reading Fifty Shades of Grey...which I have never read by the way.
"Hmm," he said, then he kind of chuckled giving me an disapproving look.
"I'm am author so I go on Facebook for that," I said, as if I owed this stranger an explanation.
"Ooh," he said nodding his head. "There's nothing wrong with Facebook", he stammered, " I just don't have the time to spend on there." Apparently he thinks I do. And what makes him think I spend a lot of time on there?
Later while I was cleaning my stalls and shoveling horse shi*poo, I thought about his comments and I came to this conclusion...I am not ashamed. I admit that I use Facebook.
My name is Sherrie Gant, and I am a Facebook user.
I usually use Facebook on a daily basis, sometimes more than once.
I often lose track of time when I am perusing Facebook.
I stroll through the news feed seeing what others are doing and what they have posted.
I often comment on Others postings.
I occasionally share things I see on Facebook.
Sometimes I judge others based on what they post for all to see.
Sometimes I delete what others have posted because I just don't want to see it or I don't agree with it.
I often click on others photos to see what they are doing and who they are doing it with.
I am a Facebook Creeper, but I am not ashamed.
Without Facebook I would not be able to see what my family and friends see when they travel the World or just visit the Oregon Coast.
I would not be able to experience last nights beautiful sunset or feel the wrath of a storm.
I wouldn't know when someone is expecting their first child, in or out of wedlock or when someone has just become a new grandparent.
I would not know how my Japanese exchange family are doing or see how their daughter has grown.
I wouldn't be able to visit Australia or Paris or Spain or go on a cruise without leaving my living-room.
Facebook allows me to keep in touch with people from my past that I would never see again or speak to. I am able to feel apart of their lives and know what they are currently up too. It allows me to keep in touch with family and friends that I never see because they live across the Pond, in another State, across town or just across the street from me. It enables me to get to know people better many whom I have only met briefly.
Facebook allows me to feel others pain, sorrow, frustrations and joy. And gives me the opportunity to pray for them or congratulate them. And it often lifts my spirits. It makes me laugh. Sometimes it makes me cry. And sometimes it reminds me that I am loved...through a shared scripture verse. A funny picture or video or a touching story is always appreciated.
Facebook makes me feel connected with the outside World and many people that I am proud to call friends. Some of those people whom I have never met but I have gotten to know through Facebook.
I appreciate Facebook and I declare that I am not ashamed to admit that ...
My name is Sherrie Gant and I Am A Facebook User.
Sherrie Gant is a writer, photographer, and