Everything we want is a click away. While that is good, do you realize how often we tend to start expecting similar instant gratification in other aspects of our lives?
It shows me a glimpse of a better reality. Better stories of real love, of dreams coming true, of babies being born, of people expressing their undying love to their friends and family. Sometimes it’s filled with love and it makes me believe.
The generations prior to ours had a radically different idea of what “success” is. Our grandparents aspired to have a home, keep food on the table, and find a life partner.
Remember those girls you and everybody ignored in high school? Of course you don’t. I didn’t remember them either until one of mine moved to New York City and became an incredibly high-end stripper.
Pisces: You’re nasty. You post a lot of nude Tumblr art. You get a lot of reports, but you just can’t help yourself.
Excessive and superficial social media use is conditioning you to ask for the permission of others to live your own life.
To look at a sleeping baby, defenseless and pure, and think, ‘How many likes do you think this will get?’ struck us as particularly gross.
Our motto is to “raise brave kids” that are not scared or fearful about the world and that learn to love and impact this world in mighty ways.
We need to engage in open, healthy, civilized online discussions instead of calling the people in question derogatory names to satisfy our own self-righteousness.
I’m over the passive aggressive posts, the calculated captions, and the pictures of every single insignificant moment or memory, just for it to mean something. Just for it to be validated by someone else. Just for the 495 Instagram followers to tap their screen twice then move on.