Tuesday, February 26, 2013

This is not fake.

So, I read this blog yesterday. I read a lot of blogs, I don't know. Anyways, this particular blog was how we should all stop lying on Facebook. Stop pretending our kids are adorable little angels. Start being "real" about our life. For me, this is real.
We really eat with our feet here.



I am a real person. I really have crappy days. I don't really see why I need to whine in my Facebook status about my crappy day. Who needs to know? How is whining in a very public forum going to fix my crappy day? What GOOD does it do?

If I am having a crappy day, I feel like I am going to "really" do one of two things: Say nothing. or Try to make it better. Try to focus on the positive. How is that fake?

I do not post pictures of Michael, screaming at my feet, pushing me away from the stove with snot pouring out of his face. I don't post pictures of Reghanne's latest math meltdown, or Denton falling to pieces because he can't have lemonade. I post cute pictures of my kids because other peoples cute pictures of their kids, sometimes cheer me up. Who wants to see a snotty nosed baby that isn't theirs? And, to be honest and real real selfish, I post pictures of my kids because when someone comments on them, or I am just browsing old pics out of boredom, it brings memories pouring back into my head. Things I have forgotten, times I don't remember. I always walk away with a smile on my face.
We really love ice cream.

At church the other day, we heard a great sermon about "Getting our shine on!" and how when you shine, it brings GLORY to God! I don't think posting every little bad thing or minute detail of your terrible day or every rant and rave you ever think about, real or not, is going to bring one ounce of glory to your Heavenly Father. If I was a better church goer, I would have written down ALL of the verses he gave about being the salt, being the light, letting people smack both of your cheeks and steal all your clothes, and not complaining, but I didn't. So... just know he said that stuff mm kay.

I am BLESSED to be this stressed. My worst day home with my kids, is better than my best day away from them. That is real. My husband makes me laugh, when all I want to do is cry because I had a bad day. That is real. My friends find ways to lift me up, even when they have no clue that I am down. That, my friends, is real. Bitching and moaning is not the kind of REAL I want to be. I want to be REAL positive, REAL happy, and REALLY focused on God.

I am not saying I will never say another bad thing on Facebook, but for me, my goal is to avoid it. Just sayin'.