This morning, I set out a cute Easter display complete with bunnies both stuffed and chocolate. In the middle of it all, I placed a photo of my kids when they were little. Took a quick pic, posted it to Facebook as a Happy Easter message to my college kids and waited for my 15-year-old to wake up.
She headed straight to the laptop and checked her Facebook. So, instead of watching her face light up when she entered the kitchen, I got to see her surprise at my post on Facebook first.
I am astonished daily at how important our virtual lives are to us. And I am reminded of the absurdity of the Tokyo man marrying a virtual wife. Are we ourselves really that far from it?
Next year, maybe I’ll save myself the trip to See’s.
