by Carol Duschinsky
“All human beings have three lives: public, private, and secret.”
― Gabriel García Márquez, Gabriel García Márquez: a Life
Living in the age of Social Media, - selfies, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, it seems there are no secrets. The minute you have a thought, an emotion or an event you want to share it and share it with the world. That is what it seems like to me, but I am not one of those. Oh not to say, I am shy. Far from it. There are people on this earth who know everything about me. You would be astounded at the random subjects that come up in my conversations, with my inner circle and the details they know. But that is the catch – I like choosing who knows all about my personal detail. I am just not “Modern”.
It used to be to get a personal glimpse of a life you had to read their diary, or journals, or memoirs. Creating that media was not easy. It is raw, self- examining, time consuming. That is the downside. But it is cathartic, lasting, and intimate. A gift for generations. That is the upside. Oh how I miss the written words, written notes, pictures in albums of family generations and friends. Social Media seems so fleeting. The new family album is scrolling through a cell phone. Goodbye Kodak.