Social media can make interactions feel superficial, but sometimes a simple “like” or comment on Facebook or Instagram can mean more. I find that there is so much behind my interactions that isn’t revealed. So, when I like your status or type a quick comment, this is what I mean.

Dear Friend, I saw that you were happy. I saw that beautiful engagement ring on your finger and your brightest smile. I saw you in a sharp tux beaming as you held the hand of the person you pledged to spend your life with. I saw your announcement that your family was growing. I saw you as you were smiling with your kids surrounded by pumpkins. Your family looks so complete and your heart so full. When I comment “your family is so beautiful,” I meant not only do I think you’re all very good looking but that I hope that your heart is really as full as it looks and that life is treating you very well.

Dear Friend

Dear Friend, I saw that you were anxious. Your status was vague and you asked for thoughts and prayers. When I offered my best wishes, I saw you and your need and wanted to offer all of my good thoughts and hope that you experience peace during your period of uncertainty.

Dear Friend, I saw that you were successful. You are Not only are you chasing your dreams, you are living them. When I “liked” your new business announcement, I was bursting with pride. I saw that you were taking the stage and you were in lights. I knew you were born for big things and here you are! I am proud to know you and am so excited for you.

Dear Friend, I saw that you were hurting. Your health isn’t what you expected. You’re experiencing trials that I hoped you’d never experience. When I said that you were brave, I meant it. I saw that you lost someone that you loved. That there is now a hole in your heart and a missing piece of your world. I care for you and wish away your pain.

Mom and son holding hands

Dear Friend, thank you for sharing your ups and your downs. It’s been years, but you still have a fan in me. 


Chaaron is a Nebraska native who lives in Alexandria, VA with her husband, RP, her son, Dash and her daughter, Pippa. By day, she's a program manager with a public charity in DC and by night, she is happily occupied with living room dance parties and dodging errant duplo pieces. She's terrible at updating her blog, but you can find her little slice of the internet at