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I've gone off Facebook. Yes, I occasionally still post on the site, but my scrolls through my newsfeed are less the result of a voracious appetite to keep up with friends and more of a cure for train journey boredom. In any case, I seem to have removed more people from the feed than are in there.
But, now and again, Facebook throws up an article that makes me realise why I love the internet. Usually it's a listicle of cats doing funny things, and nine times out of ten it's from BuzzFeed. Sometimes it is something more poignant that has my head nodding slowly with each word. Very, very, rarely, it is a pure outpouring of raw emotion that will stay with me long after the sharing ceases.
That is what happened recently when I stumbled upon Facebook CEO Sheryl Sandberg's note to her late husband Dave Goldberg to mark the end of the official mourning period in Judaism, sheloshim. I read...