If only I had known a couple years ago how great social networking could be, I would have signed up a long time ago. Not that I’m totally involved yet. There’s still Facebook beckoning. Everyone on Twitter seems to have a Facebook account.
Where do they find the time? I mean, really? Twitter can take me hours. I’ve made so many connections in less than three months, and I treasure just about every one of them. I’ve learned about parents having to cope with their children’s cancer and sometimes death. I’ve met others living with chronic illnesses that may deplete them physically, but certainly don’t rob them of the spark I can feel through their tweets.
I love reading tweets from the philanthropists, the life coaches, and friendly celebrities. I could be collecting a zillion quotes. Writers who are professional, or hobbyists like myself, are plentiful. I even won a free book in a drawing by posting a comment on someone’s blog. Most of all, I have met a few tweeters who have become fast friends. We look out for each other. We laugh. Indignities and outrages are shared. These good morning and goodnight Twitter friends have become the real treasures of my personal experiences thus far with social networking.
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