Things/People for which I Thank Facebook

The ease of staying in touch with friends in Armenia, Kazakhstan, Senegal, Togo, Canada, Jamaica, Russia, France, Austria, Spain, Turkey, and others.
The page in support of orphans in Jamaica, joining which brought me closer to bringing my son home.

The woman who invited my now husband to join this group.

The photo of the mango to which Chris responded, starting a conversation that has lasted for seven years.

The woman who has been like a second mother to me, although I’ve never met her, and who has sent handmaid ornaments, embroidery, cards, love, and warmth to us over the years.

Humans of New York.

Being read.

Seeing students whom I taught to speak their first English words wearing caps and gowns at commencement ceremonies of American universities, winning dance contests, traveling, and otherwise thriving in various ways.

Rooting for a friend, as she built a village thousands strong that helped her kick cancer’s ass out of her life.

Another friend’s daily history lessons, as reflective, ingenious, and well taught as were the classes in which she nurtured hundreds of teachers.

The love that comes our way when we are celebrating, and when we find ourselves struggling.

The “unfriend,” “unfollow,” “block,” and “report” buttons that help keep toxicity at distances proportionate to its concentration.

The memories it brings up, literally.

Videos of babies and puppies.

Easy access to information on people’s political and social views.

Posts by Andy Borowitz and Shaun King.

Getting a glimpse into the lives of my brother and three sisters, none of whom I’ve ever met because our three mothers and shared father never found it in themselves to tell us we were a family.

Seeing adopted children join and grow with their forever families.
The option to leave without having to offer an explanation or incur irreparable loss.

Staceyann and Zuri Chin.

The heart button.

Connecting with friends of friends.

“See translation” buttons under what often seem to be urgent posts, because it is in times of urgency that we fall into our native tongues.

Learning that people will complain about the weather no matter how cold or hot it is.

Satire, in all the forms it takes on Facebook.

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