Sunday morning ramblings...

I love Sundays:) I love them because it is the one day of the week that I allow myself to sleep until whenever, and the one day I try not to plan too many activities so we can do whatever we feel like as a family. John's schedule is a little different than most because he works the grave shift- midnight to 8:30am, and his days off are Mondays and Tuesdays, but since he works grave, it is like he has all Sunday afternoon and evening off as well.
So I got up at 11 this morning, had breakfast, and checked my Facebook page. I was just browsing, looking at my assorted friends. I started to think what it would be like if all of these people were actually in one big room together, how interesting that would be. There are some people on the list that I just saw Thursday, while others I have not seen in some 25 years.
Now John thinks Facebook is silly. The way he sees it, if you really had a connection with a person, really cared about them, you'd have made the effort to know where they were all the time, and not need to "find" them on Facebook. I didn't really agree with that though, because many things happen in our lives to throw us off track, where we could lose contact. Moving, for one, will definitely change things, going off to college is another one. Or maybe you just have good memories of a person and want to say hi to them, whether you will ever really "hang" with them again.
I started my Facebook page about a year ago, and I had a pretty healthy mix of new friends in Minnesota, and some of my closest friends from high school days. I thought that reconnecting with these people would be good because we could reestablish friendships, etc... From there, the list grew to include many different people, some that I contacted, some who surprised me with a friend invite. Different friends from elementary school, junior high, my oldest friend from when I was like 2, my college roommate, a couple guys I had crushes on, and now even some people that I consider to be "family", as well as some actual new, blood-related family members, which has been such a gift for me.
I notice some people seem to be friend "collectors". I call them that because they seem to have an abundance of friends- 300, 600, 1,000, but you rarely see people post on their pages, really show an interest in that person. It's like "I brushed by you in the hall on May 12, 1990- will you be my Facebook friend?" That person might say yes to be nice, then that's it. I don't want that. I have 90 friends, not overly popular, but a pleasant number. There's not one person on that list that I wouldn't wish a Happy Birthday to or comment on their posts. However, there have been a couple people that have friended me, then never said anything to me. That kind of annoys me, because maybe you shouldn't have asked me at all. I'm not a collector, I just want to talk to people.
So, in the end, the people that I talk to the most are the people I see the most, which makes sense. But then, after that, the people I talk to tend to be my friends from my junior high days, and elementary school. At the end of high school, I wasn't really that close to them, or they left school to go somewhere else. Now we are talking more, reconnecting, and it's nice, and the people that I considered my closest friends from those days, I barely talk to, just a birthday greeting or whatever. It's an interesting dynamic- maybe John has a point:)