A friend of mine recently signed off Facebook for 2 weeks. Another gave it up for Lent. And I don’t get it. Facebook isn’t a bad thing in my life. Now granted, I’m an over sharer at the best of times, but I don’t get what’s so bad that you need to take a break. Look at it this way: I have friends all over the world. They span as far a South Africa, Israel, Europe and as close as California and even Colorado. And if it wasn’t for Facebook, I wouldn’t be able to share in their lives as amply. We celebrate together, mourn together and support each other. If I’m having a bad day, no doubt one of them will chime in, and I know they’re cheering when I accomplish something too. I get to see their kids grow up, and celebrate in those milestones. I get to find out how their Cancer treatments are going, and how they feel about their divorces. And yes, I get to see what they have for lunch sometimes too.

Now you might suggest that we call each other, or send an email. But I’m not really like that. I’m pretty phone phobic, and plus, I work full time and have 3 kids. So Facebook allows me to keep in touch on my time. But I do keep in touch. And I know they’re there. Except when they take a break. And then I miss them. So come back please. And chat to me when you can. I’m really happy that I have Facebook in my life.

I recently started following a blog by a woman who hadn’t left her house much over the past few years. And then she discovered Facebook. And then last year, decided to meet every one of her 300 some Facebook friend. And she did. Unless they were dead or wouldn’t talk to her. I think that’s pretty amazing.

We communicate with our business customers via Facebook, and we make connections we wouldn’t otherwise. I recently connected with a well know event planner, and she turned out to be Darian’s next-door-neighbor when he was a kid. How crazy is that? And what’s more, she introduced me to someone here in Denver who is now a close friend.

Sharon is in the middle, along with her brother Adam and his wife Jenny.

My very first friend ever, Sharon, lives in Israel. And the other day I “checked in” via Facebook to the Anaheim Convention center. And it just so happened that she was going to be in LA that weekend. And so we got to see each other in person for the first time in about 25 years. How cool is that? Cool enough to stay on Facebook, I’d say!