Social media can never replace reality. With social media I can choose how to portray my life. I could spend hours cultivating the best photos, post them online and act as if they are flippant snap shots. Or I could take a snap shot that is flukily amazing and post that. I could omit the disappointments and arguments and portray the life of a happy family, all sunshine and picnics. Or I can wallow in the moments that didn’t go according to plan and rant about the unfairness of life, the daily drudge, the bickering and the mess without a single mention of the flickers of happiness, peace or laughter.
I posted this photo a while back of a rocking horse I am renovating. The photo itself is nothing special, more functional than anything else since it is part of a documented restauration.
My own outlook is to focus on the good in life, not to post anything that could embarass my family or be used against my children, share my achievements and stay positive about the inevitable failures. I accept that my life is not like what we see in magazines and I am happy with that.
This is all one life. There is good and bad, chaos and tranquility, there are moments when nothing is as you’d like it and there are brief moments when everything is perfect. Come to my house on any given day and you will see reality. Unedited.