Oh Facebook. Curse you and your complex algorithms.
Happy Friendversary With Jennifer DeVito
16 Aug 2017 1 Comment
in "Niff Love", Difficult Days, Memories Tags: Facebook
Bereaved Parents Made Me Angry
11 Feb 2016 Leave a comment
in Difficult Days Tags: Bereaved Parents of the USA, Facebook
First and foremost, shame on me for not posting in a very long time.
Second, I’m ashamed that my Welcome Back post has a negative tone, but this is something that really upset me.
Like many of you, when I wake up in the morning, I take a few moments before my shower to check my phone. I review my emails, the news, Instagram, and Facebook. As I was scrolling thorough Facebook, I came across a post from the Bereaved Parents of the USA. Granted, I am not a bereaved parent, but this is the parent organization of a lot of helpful resources, and the organization that I have presented for a few times in the past.
As I was scrolling through my feed, I was dumbstruck by their post.
Mom, If you’re reading this,
this is the post that I was telling you about.
Please don’t click the link below, or scroll down to read more.
I don’t want this to ruin your day…
CONFIDENTIA
04 Dec 2011 1 Comment
in Friends & Family, Good Days, Tattoos Tags: Confidence, Facebook, Tattoo
Sometimes, things happen with such remarkable coincidences, there is no way it can just be due to chance…
Thanksgiving
28 Nov 2011 Leave a comment
in Friends & Family Tags: Facebook, Thanks, Thanksgiving
On Thanksgiving, I had a very simple Facebook status:
Today, as always, may we be thankful for all that we have.
Thirteen of you “liked” my status, and some of you even left kind comments.
Thank you ❤
Happy (Belated) Birthday Jen!
06 Nov 2011 1 Comment
in "Niff Love", Friends & Family, Memories, Uncategorized Tags: Angel, Birthday, Facebook, Heaven, Thanks
Thursday was Jennifer’s birthday, her 20th birthday, and the 2nd year we celebrated without her. I opted to go to work, and did my best to not dwell on the circumstances of the day. I got teary-eyed at some points, but I didn’t let it consume me. I even wore my pink confidence shirt to work as a little extra niff-love.