Countless of status updates, comments, latest photo uploads were the activities in my new "Home". Poking wasn't just for my kids, I came to believe it was my thing to do too and the fun part was I could even throw pillows and sheep without getting myself into trouble. However, "Home" was taking me away from home. I spent more time looking at someone else's kids rather than my own. Even more time reading comments and leaving some to virtual friends instead of proof reading my kids' schoolwork. I used precious time to gawk at seemingly successful friends rather than be contented with the little that I have. I talked less eye to eye with my better other since all the conversations were conducted via facebook.
I was pathetic!
Negligence was seeping in and I realized it. I am not like most people who practice time management with excellence. I am lousy at it and before lousy gets lousier I knew I had to put a halt to this madness, my madness. So forgive me if I didn't poke you back, forgive me if I haven't answered you mails, forgive me if wasn't there to receive your chats, forgive me if I wasn't around to accept your gifts... for I was at home all this while mediating pillow fights, playing poking games, reciprocating hugs, catching flying kisses and receiving more than all of the above. Finally I came back to where this heart is... home.
For all you know, none actually realized my disappearance or felt my absence pun, perasanova tul la!;o).
If there is ever a need for you to reach me, I am always here.
I never thought I would say this but here goes...
Facebook account DELETED.