It's Not Me, It's You

Dear Facebook Friends,
 We need to take a break. I've noticed in the last few months you have changed. You aren't the Facebook Friends I used to know. It's ok if you still see other people - I won't be mad at all. But you should know I've deleted you from my phone and I won't see if you send me notifications. I mean, I still care for you all, so I'll check in from time to time to make sure you are ok. But I just need some space.
 You might ask what it was you did wrong. It's just that, well, your new friend, the Political Campaign, is really negative. Every day when I open you up to look for updates on adventures I am bombarded by negative comments. Your use of profanity is at an all time high. Trump is racist and abusive to women. Hillary, also known as Killary, is a big fat liar. Everybody thinks they know the right thing and everyone else is basically a stinky doo-doo-head. Friends make claims, on both sides and third sides, that if you support Trump/Hillary/Johnson/Stein/FillInTheBlank, you are the worst piece of filth to walk the planet. Friends I love, friends who I know are full of love, who have shown me love, are spewing hate at other friends simply because they disagree. Honestly, Facebook Friends, you just don't make me happy anymore.
  I used to think the few political comments would educate me and I tried to read the news articles you posted, thinking I might be educated. Now, I think the news is against us. Nobody is being educated. People are just mad. I long for the days when I joked about the millions of pictures of babies, cliche inspirational quotes, and minute-by-minute updates on all the food everyone was eating.
  Facebook Friends, your new personality is just too much for me. I tried to skip past all the politics but it's exhausting. So I'm spending my time taking care of me. Here's a few things you should know are still happening in the world.

* Today I saw a young family walking up to a house that was for sale. I smiled at the thought of their excitement in starting over.

Our living room, feeling like home

* Dogs are still hanging out backseat windows, letting the wind wildly blow their fur.

* The air in New England, as it should, smells of cinnamon and apple pie. You should take a break from politics and peep those leaves. Gorgeous.

Vermont we love you

Public Garden - yesterday

Get off your Facebook and walk under leaves

* Soups and casseroles and warm dishes are on the rise as the temperatures start to drop.

* Humans are still being creative and inspiring. In the past seven days, I have seen one unbelievably talented band rock a crowd like no other, a spirit moving tiny concert in which a mother looked with joy at her daughter as they both sang their hearts out, and a children's author talk about the silliness surrounding his art.

Lake Street Dive - always the best (Thanks for the pic, BF!)

Amel Larrieux and her daughter Sky - simply beautiful

Hanging out with Jon Klassen, nbd

* Cats still cuddle. They don't care about the election.

So, I am sorry Facebook friends, but I'm not sorry. There is far too much beauty and joy and happiness and love for me to believe in your incessant negativity. I hope someday you will find happiness again.

Sincerely,
Meg