A Word About Cell Phones

I have been living for almost one year now without a cell phone! When I had one (a contract one, not my emergency Trac phone), I thought I could never live without one. I hear other people say, "I wouldn't function without my phone." Well, up until only a few decades ago, people DID function without cell phones. And, for the majority of our human history, we had no phones at all.

This is why I love not being tied to a cell phone:
There is an anxiety that comes with phones - you see it all around you. In school, students jump when their phone vibrates; they hurry to check who is texting or calling; they miss sections of class to text or answer the phone. At work, co-workers check their phone every few minutes to see what vital information they have missed. People break up over texts, have affairs through texts, reveal secrets rashly over texts. And we're all just dying, just DYING to see who will call next.

Of course, most of us use/d our phones as alarms. Hence the middle of the night phone calls. Hence the anxiety of falling asleep, worried that someone might contact you.

There is such thing as a home phone. There are emergency cells for EMERGENCIES. There are alarm clocks.

My anxiety levels have gone down considerably since my cell phone mysteriously stopped working when Tom was sick. I took that as a sign, then, that I was meant to focus on Tom, not my phone. Also mysteriously, just before it broke, the numbers 777 appeared on my phone's screen, flashing. I later learned that 777 represents Jesus Christ. Shortly after, Tom died.

I couldn't pay my bills after that, and soon learned that my life has become - could it be?! - EASIER without a constant urge to check my phone.

Life is simple when lived simply.