ONCE UPON A time, social media was simply an exciting medium that connected one person to another — even on opposite ends of the globe. It was an innovative tool that helped bridge conversations and thus relationships, connecting people and allowing friendship circles to grow exponentially in no time at all. Fast forward to now, and it's mind-boggling what the term encompasses.

In a sense, "social media" has been around for ages, if you consider the invention of the telegraph, the telephone and, then, primitive versions of emails and chatrooms in the late 20th century. But what I'm really talking about when I refer to social media, is the tremendous number of social networking sites that rules our world today. And although most people can't imagine life without them, it's tough to deny that they are also upending our lives in a fanatical way.

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FOR ALL PRACTICAL purposes, most consider 2020 to have been the year from hell. Even my parents, who haven't seen midnight since the millennium, vowed to stay up past 12am on December 31 just to make damn sure they kissed 2020 goodbye.

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THIRTY YEARS AGO, David Foster composed a song called "My Grown-Up Christmas List." And every time the song is played on the radio this season, I cry. The lyrics are so beautiful — they hit home for me. And as wondrous as it feels to give and receive actual presents, isn't it those intangible gifts that are the most meaningful?

In the song, the narrator speaks to Santa, asking him if he remembers him or her from when he or she was a child, sitting upon his knee and writing letters to him with fantasies and wishes. (Kelly Clarkson, Michael Bublé and others have recorded it over the years.)

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