Texting with my mother is weird

My mother is something of a luddite. To put it in perspective, she got her first email address about a year ago. Even when I was a kid, she was the throw-up-your-hands-at-this-machine, can-you-set-the-VCR-timer kind of person. When the technology boom came along, she largely ignored it as it swirled around her, a small Pacific atoll […]