The wonderful world of social media and the special realm that is Facebook, reminds me of certain things. When I rejoined the Facebook world, after deleting my other account, I slowly started reconnecting with those friends I had withdrawn from.
One thing I vowed to do after my mother passed in 2013, was to start allowing more pictures of myself to be taken. That sounds silly, but bear with me. When my sister passed in 2012, we had all these pictures to make a memory board with. However, we pillaged my mother’s home, relatives photos and whoever else had captured the rare picture of my mother over the years just to create her picture board for her funeral.
My mother HATED her picture taken, because she was overweight. I realized I had developed that same philosophy that she had. It was very rare, I allowed pictures of me to be taken. I went out of my way not to be forever captured on film or any digital image. I shudder at the the thought if selfies would have been popular during my teen years….*SHUDDER*
Realizing I didn’t want my children to feel my insecurities, I vowed in 2013 to make an effort to “document my existence”. Today on Facebook, a link popped up to show my year in review. I had allowed my daughter to take a picture with my oldest dog, Reeses. Ironically, Reeses isn’t a fan of his pic being taken either. Guess he really is MY dog. *giggle*
As I was looking at my year in Facebook Review, via pics, I read some of the comments. The following pic, had a response on it that said, “Still making an effort to document my existence via photos.”
So here I am, summer of 2015.