Intriguing how the family psychic connection works.

Last night I was stepping into the shower when the thought, “My extended family never pays any attention to what I do and I am so glad I am over that fact.”

I was thinking how my youngest brother posts photos of his children or posts something on facebook and the sibs gather around to hit the “Like” button and oooh and ahhh every accomplishment from him and his family. That’s cool, that’s how it should be, and I am right there with them, happily clicking “like” and happy high fiving whatever I see that comes along from Joe or any of my other remaining four siblings or my parents, all of whom are on facebook, too.

Life on facebook reflects life everywhere, doesn’t it?

This morning I was checking out my profile page and noted my eldest brother had clicked “like” on the haiku I posted this morning.

What?

I had to blink, once in disbelief and once to keep the tears that had formed from falling down my face.

Why is this stuff still an issue for me?

Why have I not let it all go? Am I not supposed to let it all go?