I am writing this the first weekend of November. I am not sure when it will be posted. This morning my heart is just so very thankful for all of my life that I feel like it is going to burst open. It was not always so. As I continued to reflect, I was going to simply make a Facebook post then realized that what I had to say was not going to be simple, nor was it going to be short.
Ah, yes. Back in 1985, I took a vacation to Florida. I had a friend in Boston who had sent me the key to his Florida condo near the causeway that led to Sanibel Island. He told me to be sure to go to the island, that I would love it. He was right. I loved it so much that I decided to get a timeshare week so that my children ( who were 8 and 6 at the time) would have a place to vacation when they were grown and had children of their own.
Those of you who know me understand that I am a solitary person. I live alone and work alone for the most part. I do not place myself in the middle of a lot of drama and because of some high-functioning anxiety, I am only social in a limited sense when I am around people that have proven themselves to me. All of that being said, I absolutely love Facebook. I have hundreds of Facebook friends with whom I interact on a regular basis.
Something To Ponder