There’s just no way around it.
Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse, but they don’t ever stay the same.
About ten years ago, I had a house full of kids a lot of the time. My son and my three nephews all traveled together in a pack, much like wolf pups. Depending on adult work schedules, they moved from my brother’s house to my sister-in-law’s and to mine.
There weren’t always four of them.
First there were two, about a year-and-a-half apart in age. Then six or so years later, there were two more, again about a year-and-a-half apart.
The two groups were never on the same schedule for anything. Not school or extra-curricular activities, hobbies, television or movie preferences and certainly not levels of maturity.
I spent many hours playing referee and not by choice. And I heard my name called so many times I threatened to change it and move away more than once.
But we all survived and several years have passed like water under the bridge. They are now 23, 21, 16 and 14 and while they’re still not all on the same page all the time, they’re a whole lot closer than they once were.
Sunday afternoon, all four were at mama’s house. I was curled up on the couch, “resting my eyes,” and listening as they played cards. They bantered, they joked, they teased and sometimes they even said something nice to one another.
And the best part was not one single time did they call my name.
Traveling the information superhighway
Remember when the Internet first came out? It was going to be the be-all and end-all for moving information.
I admit, I was reluctant to merge onto the information superhighway, but my employment demanded it, so I cruised in the right-hand lane feeling pretty smug.
In the technological world, things change in split-seconds and I move a little slower. But my office mates prodded me along, leading me to the world of text and Facebook.
Now when I come to work, the first thing I do is turn on my work email, my personal email and Facebook and shoot off texts to anyone I might need to talk to during the course of the day.
And talk is what we do, although many times not face-to-face or by telephone. Even non-verbally, we converse all day about what information needs to be relayed, when and how.
And it all gets done.
Now, I’m not saying the sit-down, face-to-face interview is a thing of the past. I still do them and enjoy them very much. But in an increasingly mobile world, technology keeps us all connected pretty well.
And I have all these wonderful, savvy young men (who don’t need me to referee anymore) to keep me current on the newest ways to communicate.
Change doesn’t have to be a bad thing at all.
Lisa Voyles is Managing Editor/Sports for the Chickasaw Journal. She can be reached at 456-3771 or via email to firstname.lastname@example.org.