Arthur and I aren't big participants in social media. (That is expect posting our entire lives to this blog.) We don't tweet, use hashtags, instagram, snapchat, etc. I do frequent Pinterest but this for "research purposes". Occasionally I will stay in touch with friends on Facebook since no one seems to email anymore. Last night I logged into Facebook to check a message (which I was notified of in my email inbox). And this screen popped up:
Arthur and I have been Facebook friends for 7 years. I am sure that when Arthur sent a friend request and I accepted that it would just be adding to the 300 or 400 random acquaintance friends one acquires during college. Little did I know that in the future this friendship would be the most important in my life. I thought about posting a reply to this Facebook notification or making a status update and tag my husband in it but I am not sure if he has logged into Facebook in the recent era. Instead I used our favorite form of social interaction-- me sitting at the top of the stairs yelling down to him in the basement-- and it is far more effective. He got a big kick out of this. Facebook must have some algorithm to determine which friends are "important Facebook memories". I suppose it can connect the fact that we are married. It is not using the amount of interactions we have on Facebook to garner this information. Here, in its entirety is our Facebook relationship:
An apology about a discussing about Civil War generals and exchanging textbooks for a class. That is it. When dating I think we made our relationship "Facebook official" once I had an engagement ring on my finger. But even this glimpse of our relationship that Facebook has recorded is a snapshot of our relationship today. We are still learning to apologize and say, "Hey, I was wrong", and we still borrow each others books-- except all the books are yours, mine, and ours. Omnia Vincit Amor.
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