Face to Face
“You can call your boyfriend on the phone,” he said.
One of my favorite film critics is David Denby. In a review of a film released this week, Denby writes about a friend of his.
The friend is raising a teenaged daughter who had done something deserving parental punishment. He took away her texting privileges for a week but allowed her to use their home’s landline.
“You can call your boyfriend on the phone,” he said.
She protested, “I wouldn’t know what to say to him.”
Like so many other things, I’m afraid this is not age-related.
Today, let’s notice and celebrate the opportunities we have to actually talk with someone.
Extra credit if we can talk face to face!
There is a question on eharmony (yeah, it is trial), quetions and answers that appear to interested parties looking at your profile. It has the question, “Email or text?” The multiple choice answers are a.) email, b.) text, (c. both, or d.) what about a phone call. Could be a comment on age, but almost every one, including me has answered d. My youngest daughter prefers to text me rather than call. I feel so disconnected from her sometimes and she lives right here in town!! They don’t have a home phone, just cells. I keep waiting for the fad to pass, but have to admit I can only afford to have a cell phone.
With sewing on the agenda for the day, the only interaction I may have will be the postman, but I go for face-to-face most often. My friend (from high school) who takes care of her mother with dementia relishes phone calls (she calls almost daily) and face-to-face. As her mother retreats further into her unreachable (for us) world, it is important for Renee to stay grounded in the real world. They don’t have a car and I take them to the store. Saturday, momma was in rare form, fiesty and almost in our world. It was wonderful. She gives me gas money as she knows my financial restrictions, but the delight with momma along is well worth the trip (the gas is simply practical).
We saw with others that interacted with momma, letting her hold their puppies or interact with their babies, were a form of face-to-face stimulation that Renee and I alone or together can’t offer.
Peace, congnitive and on a higher plane only mommas like Renee’s can go!
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