We sixty somethings are at a time in our lives when we experience loss and grief. Many of us have lost our parents, but I just experienced a loss that I’ve never experienced before – the loss of a sibling.
Last month was my sister Pam’s birthday, and she would have been 60 years old. I’ve missed her a lot lately because it’s hard to move on as if nothing has changed. In fact, it seems disrespectful.
I love Facebook. It allows me to keep up with friends who I’ve lost contact with over time. Friends relocate, they change jobs and life in general always seems to get in the way.
The best way I know of keeping in touch is through Facebook. But it comes with a price.