Like I Remember You

Facebook is a blessing and a curse.

Brian McKnight has a song called, I Remember You. In it he reminisces fondly about a childhood friend. There is a lyric that asks, "Do you remember me, like I remember you?"

Facebook makes me ask this very same question about a guy I went to high school with - very, very gorgeous and smart and funny and. . .gorgeous. lol

He was so sweet to me being a slightly chunky nerd of a girl and this meant a lot to me. Anyway, he would say things and do things that made me feel less awkward and pretty. He being gorgeous and all, football player and all, popular and all makes me wonder if he even remembers any of these things.

I looked at his page to see he is happily married with kids. So it would be very inappropriate to ask him this question but I still wonder. . .

. . .do you remember me, like I remember you.


Facebook Will Put All of Your Business Out . . .

in the speed of the internet.

A friend posted a question concerning an "anonymous" person but she gave some details that anyone who has seen this girl can probably figure out who she is speaking of.

Ok. So she poses the question, why do women over 30 do ANYTHING to get and keep a man. She then goes on to explain how this woman has been sleeping with a dude with a live in girlfriend of six years. He has given her twp STDs and made her have an abortion. He only sees her twice in the week for maybe 4 hrs. (Here's the kicker) The girl has a physical deformity. Her hands are malformed.

OK. You have just identified this person. LOL

This is why I blog. Most people on FB don't know my blog exists. I go through great pains to keep my situations as abstract as possible. (As to protect the innocent, and not so innocent. LOL)

I just wrote that this girl needs prayer and maybe professional counseling. Strongholds exists. Some may call them addictions. You can be addicted to food, drugs, drama, and even people.

I know for a fact prayer, seeking God, and fasting can break any stronghold. Sometimes you need professional help as well.

Who hasn't been a fool for love? As Lisa Fischer sang, "A fool for love, is a fool for pain and I refuse to love you again."

Your thoughts?