I’m Really Going to Miss You.
This week is big for 6th graders. The whole class is going to Outdoor Education – a two-and-a-half day excursion into the wilderness, with only bunk beds, shelter and an occasional meal (served by students) as classic comforts.
Shane is very excited.
I am very excited for Shane. But last night, cuddling with him before he went to sleep, I had to confess:
“I’m really going to miss you when you’re at Outdoor Ed,” I said.
“That’s nice,” he said. “I’ll probably be having too much fun to miss you.”
“That’s a good thing,” I said.
“And your emailing and writing blogs and social media…” he continued. “I won’t miss any of that.”
“You do see me on the computer a lot,” I told him. “But most of the time, it’s because I don’t have time to do anything on the computer until you are home.”
Then I realized: No. I’m actually on the computer all the time.
I volunteer at the high school with a woman who gave up her computer for three months. She used her phone to get texts, but otherwise just quit – cold turkey.
“And I was never bored for a minute,” she said. “I got so much done!”
I don’t think I could do it.
But I think I could be extra cautious to not be on the computer when Shane is home – at least, and especially, when he needs someone with whom to talk, play, or just be.
The time is flying by – and I don’t want to miss it because I was staring at an electronic box.