And…we’re back in Miami. I spent last week visiting the ‘rents up in Cape May, New Jersey where my style is always casual — with a little pizzazz in the shape of funky accessories like my newly bought slippers swathed in cherry blossoms. To be hella honest, I haven’t taken them off since I bought them because they are ridiculously comfy.
The kids and I indulged in a whole lot of nothing — think frequenting fruit stands, imbibing steamed crabs, baking pies, playing arcade games and cooking with my mom in her roomy kitchen.
In light of what’s going on in the world, I’ve been staying off Facebook because everyone’s Facebooknality (one’s personality as it is perceived by others from their post & comments) have been working my nerves! What was once a fun-spirited platform to share news (I’m pregnant!), jokes, pictures (Look! I’m in Tulum!), and gratuitous selfies (Look at my good hair day!) is now ridden with negativity, complaints and hate. Many of my friends keep relentlessly pushing their political and religious beliefs — topics I was always taught were never to be discussed in public — on me and it feels, well, irritating.
I get it, you’re angry, frustrated and mad at the system. We all are. But we got the message the first time around — no need to keep pressing the issue. No need to beat a dead horse. It’s a Sisyphean task, my friends.
With this said, Facebook has become, well, the opposite of fun.
So before you press “post” on that gloomy status update or “share” on that mean-spirited article, think about the energy you’re putting into the Universe. You’re only feeding the fire. And you’re better than that.