{"id":61,"date":"2016-05-02T21:27:00","date_gmt":"2016-05-02T21:27:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/admin.patheos.com\/blogs\/felixculpa\/2016\/05\/real-people-of-facebook.html"},"modified":"2016-05-02T21:27:00","modified_gmt":"2016-05-02T21:27:00","slug":"real-people-of-facebook","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/felixculpa\/2016\/05\/real-people-of-facebook.html","title":{"rendered":"Real People of Facebook?"},"content":{"rendered":"<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC \"-\/\/W3C\/\/DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional\/\/EN\" \"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/TR\/REC-html40\/loose.dtd\">\n<html><head><meta http-equiv=\"content-type\" content=\"text\/html; charset=utf-8\"><meta http-equiv=\"content-type\" content=\"text\/html; charset=utf-8\"><\/head><body><div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"66igu-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"separator\" style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\" style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/757\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/-VGYEZ6xtkOA\/VygkzQv1URI\/AAAAAAAABEs\/5RQrN5yGPdQp0x8S-vK7hvxQl1FpCJZFgCLcB\/s1600\/IMG_3596.JPG\" imageanchor=\"1\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"320\" src=\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/757\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/-VGYEZ6xtkOA\/VygkzQv1URI\/AAAAAAAABEs\/5RQrN5yGPdQp0x8S-vK7hvxQl1FpCJZFgCLcB\/s320\/IMG_3596.JPG\" width=\"240\"><\/a><\/div>\n<p>I\u2019ve been considering starting an FB page entitled REAL PEOPLE OF FACEBOOK, or something to that effect. Sort of a spin-off of PEOPLE OF WAL-MART. \ud83d\ude42 I wouldn\u2019t want to create an environment where all people do is complain. Complaining is never good. But being real is different than complaining. Being real is to say that we have issues, because we\u2019re human and we live in a fallen world and life is gets hard, and sometimes we don\u2019t deal with it like a champ. Life is also very often joyous. Beautiful. Fun. Funny. Confusing. Hurtful. It\u2019s a myriad of ups and downs, twists and turns. It\u2019s everything from gorgeous mountain top experiences to prickly, weedy, muddy valleys that we can\u2019t seem to get the oomph to escape. <\/p><\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"ecg18-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"ebumv-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"ebumv-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"ebumv-0-0\"><br><\/span><span data-offset-key=\"ebumv-0-0\">So say the page for REAL PEOPLE was real and I just wanted to say what my day was like. This would be my post for today: <\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"b5ju1-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"b5ju1-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"b5ju1-0-0\"><br data-text=\"true\"><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"5b37m-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"5b37m-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"5b37m-0-0\"><i>Went to get an IV this morning, about three days too late. Because my weekend was so stressful, and because stress makes any illness worse, I wanted to bonk myself on the head for not getting it on Friday. But life happened, and I couldn\u2019t make the trek until today. <\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"6otsu-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"6otsu-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"6otsu-0-0\"><i><br data-text=\"true\"><\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"279jk-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"279jk-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"279jk-0-0\"><i>Last night, Shaun rented a movie, and like the awesome companion I am, I fell asleep several times. When he asked me this morning if I liked the movie, my answer was, \u201cUhhh, what I saw of it, yes.\u201d Whatever. At least we had a nice \u201cIV date\u201d, which is where he drives the 40 minutes it takes to get there, because he knows driving makes my dizziness and nausea worse, and because it\u2019s often our only chance to talk without interruption. <\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"24c5l-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"24c5l-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"24c5l-0-0\"><i><br data-text=\"true\"><\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"ag3m3-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"ag3m3-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><i><span data-offset-key=\"ag3m3-0-0\">Five minutes into the IV, I wanted to blow big, Alpo-sized chunks. Fifteen minutes into the IV, the nausea subsided, my brain fog left, and I was back up to I-can-watch-a-movie-without-falling-asleep par. The rest of my day has been spent sleeping, reading, watching TV and conversing with Mom, and now Facebooking and making a grocery list via all recipes dot com. I love that site. Especially since the <\/span><span class=\"_5u8n\" data-offset-key=\"ag3m3-1-0\" spellcheck=\"false\" style=\"background-color: rgba(88, 144, 255, 0.14902); border-bottom-color: rgba(88, 144, 255, 0.298039); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px;\"><span data-offset-key=\"ag3m3-1-0\"><span data-text=\"true\">farmhouse<\/span><\/span><\/span><span data-offset-key=\"ag3m3-2-0\"> mice ate and pooped on my recipe books, and I had to throw them out. My family is tired of spaghetti, hamburgers, roast, tacos, and chile \u2013 the recipes I know how to make from memory. <\/span><\/i><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"7jge-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"7jge-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"7jge-0-0\"><i><br data-text=\"true\"><\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"a4seq-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"a4seq-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"a4seq-0-0\"><i>You\u2019d think I\u2019d feel great after all that R and R and R: replenishment, relaxation, and rest. But what I failed to mention is that I also weeded my flower bed in between the sleep and reading, and after an hour of plucking those pesky results of the Fall, I have been sick. Hence the TV, talking, and generally sedentary activities. <\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"bc0l8-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"bc0l8-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"bc0l8-0-0\"><i><br data-text=\"true\"><\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"8ndn-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"8ndn-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"8ndn-0-0\"><i>In a nutshell: I have nothing exciting or extremely horrible to report. My day was just another day in the life of chronic illness, but also the privilege and joy of connecting with my husband through it all, having a few laughs with my Mom who is struggling through her own illness, and making plans for what is hopefully better days to come. Also, my flower bed makes me smile a little wider now that the flowers are not looking up at me in desperation, as if to say that any minute now, they will croak from the choke. <\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"8ndn-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"8ndn-0-0\"><br><\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\" style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/757\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-0i7ZtyzVU1U\/VyglCkPoK-I\/AAAAAAAABEw\/1ik3qzU0A6ErjEkzZdzoTepajC7597ZKwCKgB\/s1600\/IMG_3595.JPG\" imageanchor=\"1\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" height=\"320\" src=\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/757\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/-0i7ZtyzVU1U\/VyglCkPoK-I\/AAAAAAAABEw\/1ik3qzU0A6ErjEkzZdzoTepajC7597ZKwCKgB\/s320\/IMG_3595.JPG\" width=\"240\"><\/a><\/div>\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"8ndn-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"8ndn-0-0\"><br><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"39aqo-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"1em4-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"1em4-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"1em4-0-0\"><i>Exciting? No. Just real. Just an admission that I\u2019m trudging through life\u2019s challenges, resting in Christ, trusting Him to either give me the strength to be ill in a way that is glorifying to Him, all while holding out hope for healing. Preferably here. But if not, knowing that healing is inevitable, there. On the other side. <\/i><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"\" data-block=\"true\" data-editor=\"eqa57\" data-offset-key=\"88f0n-0-0\" style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">\n<div class=\"_1mf _1mj\" data-offset-key=\"88f0n-0-0\" style=\"direction: ltr; position: relative;\"><span data-offset-key=\"88f0n-0-0\"><br data-text=\"true\"><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p><span style=\"color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;\">So that\u2019s it. My REAL PEOPLE OF FACEBOOK post. I probably won\u2019t start a page. But if you wanted to post or comment about your real life experience today, it wouldn\u2019t hurt my feelings. Misery loves company, you know. And so does joy, laughter, beauty, and fun. We\u2019re all in this together, and we might as well just be upfront and honest about the fact that we\u2019re ping-ponging back and forth from valley to mountain top \u2013 and a little friendship along the way would be nice. <\/span><br><a href=\"http:\/\/www.pinterest.com\/pin\/create\/extension\/?url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.blogger.com%2Fblogger.g%3FblogID%3D1475605767609349462%23editor%2Ftarget%3Dpost%3BpostID%3D6399987358573494333&amp;media=https%3A%2F%2F2.bp.blogspot.com%2F-0i7ZtyzVU1U%2FVyglCkPoK-I%2FAAAAAAAABEw%2F1ik3qzU0A6ErjEkzZdzoTepajC7597ZKwCKgB%2Fs320%2FIMG_3595.JPG&amp;xm=h&amp;xv=sa1.37.01&amp;xuid=FwNYRF1207RK&amp;description=\" style=\"background-color: transparent; background-image: url(data:image\/png; border: none; cursor: pointer; display: none; height: 20px; left: 233px; opacity: 0.85; position: absolute; top: 1010px; width: 40px; z-index: 8675309;\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/www.pinterest.com\/pin\/create\/extension\/?url=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.blogger.com%2Fblogger.g%3FblogID%3D1475605767609349462%23editor%2Ftarget%3Dpost%3BpostID%3D6399987358573494333&amp;media=https%3A%2F%2F2.bp.blogspot.com%2F-0i7ZtyzVU1U%2FVyglCkPoK-I%2FAAAAAAAABEw%2F1ik3qzU0A6ErjEkzZdzoTepajC7597ZKwCKgB%2Fs320%2FIMG_3595.JPG&amp;xm=h&amp;xv=sa1.37.01&amp;xuid=FwNYRF1207RK&amp;description=\" style=\"background-color: transparent; background-image: url(data:image\/png; border: none; cursor: pointer; display: none; height: 20px; left: 233px; opacity: 0.85; position: absolute; top: 1010px; width: 40px; z-index: 8675309;\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"><\/a><\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019ve been considering starting an FB page entitled REAL PEOPLE OF FACEBOOK, or something to that effect. 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