The truth about me is that I am not tech savvy, as my only offspring will quickly tell you. What this tech savvy daughter of mine has not realized yet, is that one day she will find herself in my shoes, as I have found myself in my own Mama’s shoes.
There was a time that I could not understand why Mama felt that way. Why did she seemingly resist the technology that would make life easier? Perhaps there are ways that technology could make my life easier. I imagine some super technical device that would automatically feed and water the animals, keep track of the things that my brain and eyes do, and would have some super technological stuff that would have to be done before you could press the button. Then I would miss the opportunity to interact with them, and how would Clover feel about that? More importantly to Clover, would this device deliver the treats that she expects, or rather demands?
Don’t get me wrong, the technological advances that have been made in the field of medicine have made the difference between life and death for many of us and are much appreciated. There are also numerous things that we enjoy and use in our modern lives. Internet, cell phones, coffee makers, and microwaves are but a few of the items that offer convenience to our lives. This was written on my husband’s stupid computer; and as much as I despise the thing it is easier than the manual typewriter that I learned to type on. Admittedly I had almost grown affectionate towards Windows XP when my own computer died; taking with it the old version of Microsoft Word that I almost liked and almost knew how to use. We consider these items, even if we find them annoying at times, necessities of life rather than luxuries.
While I have chosen to use these and other modern day conveniences, I also choose to do some things manually. Clover eats from my hand, as she expects, my husband’s meals are prepared manually, and various other chores are completed by human power. While you will find me on a couple of social networking sites, know that it is because of my tech savvy daughter. She drags me kicking and screaming into this changing world of technology.
This world changes quicker than I am able to learn it. I understand what Mama was talking about now, and must admit that I am not able to keep up with all of this technology either. Sitting here listening to the crickets, I realize that it is okay, and don’t care about my lack of tech knowledge. I am able to function without stopping to update my status on social networks, watching the latest, most popular whateveritis on TV and don’t have to txt my bff’s, while dismantling the English language.
When my daughter reads this, she will more than likely show up at my door, and force me to learn something new. The rumbling that you may feel and the sounds of screams that you may hear coming from the southern part of the county, will be because my daughter is again attempting to bring her mama into the 21st century.