misses Sir
*sigh*
I have no shame in admitting that I love, love, love the Christmas movies that perpetuate the air waves from Thanksgiving through Christmas. While there are several networks that have their “flavor”, be it Lifetime, UPN, Family, ION etc. the one that I am continually drawn to is the Hallmark Channel. I know, I know, Shoot me now. I just can’t help it.
And yet, there are times when I find myself crying, no make that bawling. Ok, make that many times, depending on the message of the movie or whether or not the main characters “find” one another, there is something about the loneliness, the “something is missing” esque that hits me at the oddest times. Today is one of those moments as the movie ends and I find myself missing. him.
So..last week, a few of us started a dialogue about social media, time, and compartmentalization (oh my!) due to the pithy posting of another blogger who is currently struggling with the time and life situations that keeps them separated from their love more often than not. As a result, said blogger will at times lurk, connect and “check-in” via various social media platforms available today. But specifically Instagram, Twitter and sometimes SnapChat. In doing so, they open themselves up to “seeing” or reading items in which they can find themselves regretting it, especially if it may depict something they really didn’t want to know.
For most reading this specific post, you’ll understand what I mean when I say “Careful what you wish for. Then again, Batman needs Catwoman in his life. More than he may be willing o admit.” That is all…
is me is really me 