as close as your phone
Last night I get a text from Bottled Lightning:
mom i have the sleepieeeeez but im in class 😦
She’s 21, in college about a thousand miles from here. But if she’s bored, she can get in touch with her mommy anytime, anywhere.
I THINK THIS IS WEIRD.
When I went to college, all of 90 miles away, I did not communicate with my parents until Christmas. My mother even sent me a letter once with a pre-stamped postcard that asked me to “check here if you’re alive”.
Okay, maybe I carried it a little too far.
However, if I got in a scrape, I had to figure my way out of it. Now our kids can call their parents to tell them what to do. Unfortunately for my Unholy Trio, I often won’t.
One of my proudest moments as a mother was when Freckles McYoungest had some sort of conundrum, (I don’t even remember what it was), and I told her I wasn’t going to figure things out for her. She sighed and said, “I know. You’re going to talk me through it so I do it myself.”
I did text Bottled Lightning back:
And turned my cell phone off.