In general I try to only post the positive things. Sharing things like none of my brothers will interact with me except through email or letters just doesn't help others. It sucks but my bad things are survivable. It's more fun if I can be positive.
This evening, after I asked if he needed a hand proof reading his homework, my younger son showed me his college application essay. I was blown away. I mean, my son has a problem with my change but still. He gave me credit for so many wonderful aspects about himself that... well, it's kind of hard to explain. What I am trying to say is, my son knows I'm turning into a woman and still loves and respects me very much. It gave me a lot of hope I didn't know I didn't have for my family.