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The evolution of blogging and social media really amazes me.

I've gone from writing diarrhea - yes TMI - to 140 character tweets in a matter of years.

I recently read just 8-percent of Americans were using Facebook three years ago. But now over half of Americans 12-years-old and older are on the social media site.

12. Tweens. Really?

First, I'm pretty sure that that's illegal. (Don't you have to be 13 to sign up?)

Second, now I see why Amara begs to have a Facebook account now that she has her own laptop. (Yes, my soon-to-be eight-year-old has a computer. Dad2Amara and I had mixed feelings on this one but obviously you see who won on this battle.)

Many moons ago, I decided to begin blogging here at Mom2Amara. And let me tell you about the looks I got when I would tell people about my online adventures. Some people said I was exploiting my child by putting her every move on the scary Internet. Others believed that I was opening myself up to predators and abductors.

Oh, and then I actually became friends with other bloggers. Oye! The stares. Horror! Disbelief! What if they were mass murderers out to rob and destroy my family?

I attended my first BlogHer conference. I thrived. I learned what it meant to pour myself into my writing. I realized I had such potential to grow as a writer. Mother. Person.

How misunderstood blogging was.

And now I realize how misunderstood social media is.

Social media is about your voice. It's about relationships. I was intrigued by the mystique. But I remained in the blogosphere because the virtual world brought with it a sense of self.

I wasn't disconnected by being on my computer, typing away one character at a time. Disconnected were those hoards of people who just didn't understand. I hate that it's taken years for others to appreciate the value of Facebook. And it irks me that it will likely take another decade before *they* accept Twitter.

I value the relationships I have built through social media and my blog. I have learned valuable life lessons as well: how to benefit from writing (it has become a therapeutic tool, especially during my Mom's illness and death), how to be flexible with my time (I certainly do not write as frequently as I used to), how powerful of a tool my writing can be, for better or for worse.

I want to take advantage of all that social media will allow. If love matches can be made online, certainly I can connect with fellow Northeast Ohioans, Disneyphiles, Gleeks, and the like online, right?

I want my passion for life to radiate to all who will look. Even if that means it's just those lousy bloggers that are reading this post. Who's with me?

Comments

  1. I'm so with you! I have a college friend who just simply refuses to join Facebook and so we don't keep in touch as much. And besides, If not for Twitter, I never would have met you (i miss you by the way - we need to get drinks or coffee or something soon!)

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  2. I'm not a (lousy or otherwise) blogger but I'm with ya darlin'!

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  3. Well put! It was your encouragement that got me on Twitter. I have virtually no following and your my only person that converses with me, but I'm putting myself out there!!!

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  4. @MJ that means so much because I admire you!

    @Paige yes! We must get together!

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  5. hooray! Try telling people that you work in "online media". Thankfully no one makes bad faces and asks me if I put up those flashing spam banner ads anymore.

    Social media has come along way (bye-bye Friendster) and continues to evolve. As people (and brands) learn how to interact and learn from each other it will be a constantly evolving platform.

    You go Mo! xoxo

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