Life is hard enough with everyday occurrences.  Be it the trials of errands, chores, or family annoyances.  I have stressed so many issues with family and friends in my blogs over the last two years I have spent on Myspace.  I have deleted my personal accounts for reasons that are none of any ones business, but my own.  I have deleted friends, and have been deleted by friends.  Yes, I still call them friends.  Funny how I have dropped top friends, and been dropped myself, to remain good friends with that person over the phone and through messages, but most importantly, in life.  Who?  None of your business.  HA. 

I have been reacquainted with old high school friends, made new friends, and I have been able to keep in touch with family on myspace.  I am thankful.  I have missed much with family.  So, through myspace, I have also been able to explain my actions better through writing.  Writing about the fact that I discontinued to see most of my family for two years when my first children were born. It allowed some of them to read for themselves what happened.  It allowed me to be able to talk about it with the ones who don't have a Myspace.  I learned that family is you.  My sister had to remind me that family makes up who you are and who you will become, whether you like it or not, haha. 

Through Myspace, I have been able to pursue my dream of writing.  It has made me a better writer and uncovering a hidden photographic talent that I might have strengthened in college in Photo Journalism, had I known I would be good at it.  Whether I make a career, or not, out of what I pursue on Myspace and now other Internet sources as a result of Myspace browsing, doesn't matter.  What matters is that I am trying.  Although, many opportunities have been passed, for I am doing what I can for the time being. 

There is no burning of bridges, only water under the bridge that douses the flames.  Everyday things change in our lives, Myspace is no different.  We may forget, forgive, and be forewarned that our top friends list may grow bigger, or smaller.  It might be different people on that list from month to month, or the same people we started with in the beginning.  It might be the same people we started with all over again in another year, after taking them off for whatever reason.      

Myspace does not define me, or my family and friends.  It is not even close to being a reflection of who I am.  And as one friend put it, "If you base who I am by pictures on Myspace alone, you must think I'm crazy."  I'm sure this is true for most of us.  The old saying goes, Do not judge a book by it's cover.  In today's world--Do not judge a book by it's Myspace page.