There are two times in life that we surprise our family and not even know it.  First time is when we're born.  Second time is when you die.

Sure, mom and all the relatives know you're going to be born soon, but there is no exact time/day to predict when a baby is going to come into this world.  So, the day you pick to arrive is a surprise to everyone.

For the Senior Citizen, all the family knows you're going to die soon, but the same as with being born, there is no definite day to predict when you'll die. The day you die takes people by surprise.  "I just talked to him yesterday!"  "What do you mean he's dead??"

Yesterday I deactivated my Facebook account.  Going thru something that was handed to me by my parents that has been emotionally scarring.  Along with that, and seeing the indirect negative comments on Facebook, made me decide to deactivate my account for awhile.  I'm sure I'll log back in, but I prefer to not have so much negativity in my life right now.  I need to focus on staying emotionally healthy.  Want to get back to my writing and my art (not to mention, there's a ton of housework and my Gotta Do List is really long).

In some ways I wish my relatives had not found me on Facebook.  Yes, I've yearned to know my mother's side of the family, but some of them are very negative and some are backstabbers.  Who knew??

One good thing I learned since my out-of-state relatives found me is that I am an Indian.  I don't want to state that I'm part Indian, because there is no such thing as being part Indian.  If you have Indian blood, you are an Indian.  When I first found out, I had a cool Indian Chief that I put as my background on my work computer.  Then I got a computer upgrade and haven't been able to find that specific Chief.  I'm not going to just put anything that's related to Indian heritage as my background.  It has to make peace with me before I'll choose one.

Just looked at the timeline for when I posted last. Looks like the beginning of 2011 was the last time. Since that time I've started writing to one of my uncles. My mother broke contact with her side of the family when she turned 19 and in 2009, her family "found" me on Facebook. My mother's oldest sister came for my sister's memorial in 2010. It's nice to communicate with my uncle to learn about their growing years.

Here it is 2012 already. I haven't posted anything on this blog in quite some time. Main reason is I misplaced my log-in information. I moved and was looking in a bag that had a bunch of mini plastic bags with scraps of paper in them. Took the bag I hoped would have a scrap that I'd written my log-in information on and I found it.

This time I am bookmarking this page.