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I’ve met countless people through social networks; all for the betterment of my life and theirs. But there is one connection that stings. It hurts a lot more than one would think, thanks to social media.

It happened in the summer of 2009. I was at a friend’s house sitting on his couch. I noticed I had a friend request on Facebook…

It was my father. This was the first time in my life I’d ever made a connection with him.

A lot of people would find this as groundbreaking; social networks connecting long lost family members and rekindling the values of family relationships. Well, I say to hell with that. I went through a full range of emotions, and the occasional humor cover-up.

Why does it suck? I wasn’t looking for the movie themed reunion, but I would have loved a traditional letter, phone call, or the best, meeting him in person. Facebook basically ripped the reunion to pieces. Throughout most of our messages I couldn’t feel emotions from him or myself. The messages were cold and lifeless.

I’m still dealing. It’s tough, I’m talking to my REAL dad, I’ve never heard his voice and as a kid I’ve only seen one picture. I feel like I’m talking to a complete stranger. I have the opportunity to meet him since he lives around Boston, but I feel like Facebook stole my curiosity.

I’ve never valued face-to-face interactions more than I do now. My story is one that no one should experience. The feeling of a handshake, hug, or kiss is something that shouldn’t be replaced by emoticons and acronyms.

If my interaction could have been reversed, I think the foundation of our still-growing relationship would be a lot stronger, not one that I question.

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