I was a late convert to texting, but I really have a good time with it with a couple of friends who live far away, I must admit. They make a big effort and include pictures, and it really can be satisfying. Yes, the texts and photos are usually about grandkids. This morning, while the unexpected rain poured down, I enjoyed the texting and the connection. It cheered me right up. I'm lucky that these same friends also indulge in long phone calls occasionally, so I get the best of both worlds.
I'm beginning to get the feeling that texting forces a kind of right speech. No sloppiness. The text is information rich and to the point. Now, I don't always want to impart information. Sometimes I want to meander or whine or goof off. Phone calls are better for that purpose and also feedback on my thinking or actions. But texting has its place.
And I am crazy about sending photos. A picture still is worth a thousand words. I often look through the photos on my phone and smile. I connect with my kids and grandkids for a heart tug. It's sublime1
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