Wow! It's been awhile. How the hell have you been?

Dear Social Media: Wow!  Has it really been nearly a year since I've written.  I must admit I've missed you., contentious as our relationship has been.  See, I'm a product of the pre-technology 1970s, when communication was face-to-face and you had be be standing still , connected to a "land line" to make a telephone call.   You, on the other hand -- streamlined as a 1960 T-bird like you are -- you stand ever-ready to embrace whatever's new and improved.   For you, typewriters are outdated relics.  I grew up with one; typed my college terms papers on it.  Oh, the dried-up bottles of White-Out I've seen come and go! Now  I must admit feeling a little inadequate at first, faced day-to-day with your eager anticipation.  Perhaps that's why I went astray.  Yet, self-proclaimed nostalgia-maven that I am, I have to admit I've begun to see your merits.  It is through you that I've gained an audience -- a meagre one to be sure, but hey, beggars can't be choosers.  Novice that I was to your eager young ways, I had things to learn, expectations to adjust.  And here's where the old adage of "Can't teach an old dog..." couldn't be less true:  I had to go away and age a little, come back with something to say.  I had to realize that being connected on Twitter and Facebook didn't mean anyone was listening.  So now I'm back, better than ever, ready to tweet, post, like, comment, and opine away! Yours Forever-more, Margo Christie, 21st Century Writer