Facebook, bridging the generational gap

I just stood over my mom’s shoulder as she checked her Facebook. It was interesting.

She made a Facebook a couple of years ago when she was planning to attend her Ben Franklin High School reunion in New Orleans; her friends were making them and putting up pictures to catch people up on what they had been up to. Naturally, my dad followed suit. I refused to “friend” them for a long time, but I eventually got over it. It took my brother a little longer…

Anyway, I had to laugh at the things that she and all her Facebook friends post. Whereas I always sign into Facebook to be greeted with a news feed laden with pictures from parties, vacations, and study abroad adventures, my mom’s news feed is full of pictures of gardens. She enthusiastically showed me pictures of heirloom tomatoes, artichokes, and grapes from the backyards of her friends from Louisiana to California. Hilarious.

I didn’t think that I would like being friends with my parents because I thought it might be weird, but I do. I can see their pictures from their adventures now that they’re “empty-nesters” (which, by the way, are extensive… I thought they would be sad, but they have been taking off to Florida, Costa Rica, and cruises to Mexico like it’s FUN being empty-nesters) and it keeps me entertained from time to time.

So if your parents want to be Facebook friends with you and you haven’t yet accepted, do it. You don’t want to miss out on all the pictures of produce, now, do you???


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