When I was in high school I really wanted everyone to fall into a deep sleep so I could go around and turn their backpacks inside out and see what kind of stuff they carried around. (I am not joking. I was really curious.) That stuff, those random things, I thought, would tell me much more about them than what I got from our day to day phony teenage interactions.
I never got to do that. (It's probably for the best. It's kind of a creepy idea in retrospect.) But hey guess what? The last three weeks Facebook (aka 24/7 High School reunion) brought the virtual equivalent-- 25 Random Things About Me-- to my inbox around the clock. And I have loved reading every single one. Really.
I know this particular meme has been ridiculed by many. I saw the mocking on twitter and heard it from my hubby and read it in Time. And I'm going to be honest. This mocking got on my nerves.
Maybe just maybe, we don't have to be too cool 100% of the time. Maybe we really can fish around inside and pull out things to share with others and not only live to tell about it but also find friendship, communitiy and even a few kindred spirits along the way. A huge reward in my opinion. And all it takes it putting yourself out there and feeling immensely dorky for about fifteen minutes.
Here we all are in our little houses, doing many of the same things at the very same time as one another. At the same time yet not together. So instead together we blog. And twitter. And write and read facebook memes. And shed the self consciousness and bad dorky feeling and just go for it. (Even in the face of serious teasing by one's husband.) To be SOCIAL. And to be interested, perplexed, and entertained by the amazingness of other personalities.
It's such a cool blessing from God that we each get our own personality. Think about that for a second. We each get our own personality. Please please please don't be afraid to flash yours around.