It’s a Saturday night, the kids are asleep and we have no plans. Before we fall into our “Netflix and chill” routine and watch a show that would have been polished off in under a week – I try to convince my husband to play a card game. Unconvinced, he continues tapping away on his phone. Just before falling down the social-media rabbit hole, he has an idea, an epiphany of sorts. He looks over to me and suggests, “Why don’t we try calling one of our friends?”
I look at him with raised brows, as if his suggestion is somewhat ludicrous and perhaps even socially unacceptable. You can’t just call someone out of the blue now… right? But then I thought again and realized that at one point in time, in the not so distant past, this was the norm. I spent my early teenage years connecting with friends through a phone that was connected to a wall. It wasn’t “smart”, but it allowed me to keep in touch with the latest gossip and news. We would chat for hours, sometimes while I hid under my blanket in order to avoid the chance of being caught by my parents.