I recently had to do a deep dive into my Friends section on Facebook. I’ve had FB since 2006 with rare, intermittent usage through the years until now. I am still trying to figure out how to respond to people let alone actually post certain kinds of things. But it’s improving.
Anyways, I noticed that I had an unusually large number of deceased friends in my list so I thought I would set about cleaning everything up.
One in particular stood out. It was a person that I had worked with on some difficult social work cases many years ago. He had also been my son’s therapist for a few years. He was prominent in the community and well loved. Kind of a cross between Mr. Rogers and Robin Williams.
He moved to Hawaii in the early 2000s and I spoke to him by phone in 2008 after my son died but have not kept up with him at all.
I went on his FB page and noticed there were no actual posts but a series of annual birthday greetings each year until about 2021.
In 2021 I looked a little closer and discovered several Happy Heavenly Birthdays. I had never seen this before on FB and was surprised.
I did additional research and found out he had died 4 years ago.
When my son died in 2008 I had to move heaven and a bit of hell to get them to take down his My Space page. I even sent them a hard copy of the death certificate.
Is this something current where people leave up FB pages after someone dies?
I just felt … bewildered. But I am curious if this is a new custom that I am not aware of.
And then … What do I do with this grief I am asking myself?
It’s like I swallowed a bag of sad and it just won’t digest.
I am certainly not going to post on FB - that just doesn’t seem right. I think I can figure something out once my mind settles down from zoom and doom mode.
I am simply curious about the memorial pages and people’s responses. I only started using FB very recently (intermittently at best) so I have no precedent.
Sorry for the choppy/disjointed writing. I am not having a good day today and thought maybe this FB discovery was a small part of my somber, quiet almost depressed mood. I am usually the life of the party - always laughing, discussing, etc.
Today I am 100 degrees in the basement and struggling to see light so I can get on with living.
There are probably a number of other reasons I can think of - all in combination have just left me noodled.
I am on the last day of a 10 day prednisone taper. Maybe it has wiped me out physically?
I can’t sleep much at all while I am on it.
So - limited sleep - check.
I have been doing my own end of life planning and finally got all the necessary paperwork to set up an appointment with the funeral home.
Maybe that’s it lol.