I've mentioned before that my local Democratic groups are on there. I've also said that my extended family, scattered all over the US, is on there. I have relationships with nieces, great nieces, nephews, etc, I've never met in real life, and cherish that.

Just yesterday I attended a fb live feed in which my great niece learned she is having a boy! and then her boyfriend kneeled, put a ring on her finger, and I was able to be there and share that moment.

But there's even another reason. In 2001 my daughter was killed 13 days after her 21st birthday. Through the years I have heard, through facebook, from friends of hers, some I had never even met myself. Her memorial page on facebook was created by one of those friends and we met at Bekah's grave in 2018 for the first time. The little girl who lived next door when Bekah was 6 reached out around that time and we met at Bekah's grave in 2019; hadn't seen each other in over 25 years. And more. 5 years after she died; 10 years after she died; 15 years after she died.

Her best friend from grade school just messaged me yesterday; I haven't seen nor heard from her since Bekah's funeral. I knew she'd married and did not know her last name. She had moved to a different state before Bekah's death.

It's hard to try to explain how it makes me feel as a mother to know that all these years later, Bekah truly is not forgotten. It means a lot. My girl inspired so much love and touched so many people. It's a gift and I will keep that avenue open as long as I can.

Here's Bekah (left) with her best friend in 4th grade. They were so prim and proper and young and beautiful.

It's 1:33 am in NC and I'm up wrapping getting ready to go downstairs and fill up some stockings. Have a great Christmas and thank you all for keeping me relatively sane in an insane time.

I feel more reassured after watching this interview. Looking forward to getting my vaccine and being able to be with my family and traveling again.

This channel is really good.

Abuser-in-Chief cannot accept the truth. this is the most dangerous time.

this abuser has a political party and millions of brainwashed victims prepared to destroy the country rather than accept the reality that we're moving on without him.

i had a dream that unrest broke out. my son and i were on the street, along with everybody it seemed. i saw a woman she had a flag on her t-shirt and i said, "She's MAGA!" and steered us away from her. I'm actually dreaming in my sleep that shit is falling apart.

We still don't know how this ends. This is the most dangerous time.