I decided the other day to quit Facebook. Not just deactivate, but delete. Nothing happened in particular. I just caught myself getting stuck looking at all the things that weren't important and ignoring things that need to be done, including spending quality time with the kids. I let it become a crutch whenever I felt like I needed to connect with family and friends, but the truth is, I couldn't be more disconnected. Every time I post something there, I assume the ones it was intended for will see it and appreciate me doing so. Instead of directly contacting them and saying, hey, this thing happened and I thought of you, I just put it out there in hopes it would stumble upon their path. I'm going to try to live more intentionally now. Every time my kids get lazy and don't want to do something, I am a hypocrite because I get lazy too. If I want them to rise to the challenges life puts before them, I need to be a good example and get off my butt to show them how.
