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Why Technology is a blessing and a curse

Many of the posts that make up this blog talk about how I have a love-hate relationship with technology. It's true. There are days that I hate technology (such as the day that I put a file on my ebook that I cannot get off, no matter how hard I try) or the day that my cell phone stopped working well and I started getting the runaround from my cell phone company (but that is a whole other post in and of itself).

But I must admit, these days I am loving it a little more than I normally do. My husband is in the military and we have been dealing with a posting that has taken him away from the home. Quite far away. Although he is still in the country, the distance makes regular visits home almost impossible. The cost of airfare is high enough that it really is not a viable alternative for a weekend visit.

In the past, technology has helped us to stay in touch when he has been deployed and, although spotty and intermittent at best, it was good to know that a message could get through reasonably quickly. But this trip has been so much better. Because he is still in the country, he is able to speak with us on a daily basis via cell phone, text messaging and instant messaging.

It is good to know that our children can talk to him on a very regular basis. They can send him messages and pictures. They feel connected to him and he knows what is going on in their lives. It is a good feeling to know that if something happens (the car dies, or the toilet breaks or I need an opinion on something to do with the kids or the house) I can get in touch with him.

So thank you, technology. I must admit that my opinion of you in general has begun to improve. Just don't get cocky.
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  1. Sheila LightfootNovember 27, 2010 at 8:14 AM

    I have recently discovered video calls on Windows Live Messenger. So exciting for me. I am stalking people on MSN now. haha. Love the blog!

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