It’s not like we had some big drama. A freeze-out. A blow-up. I just got tired of the way it was always nagging me. Making annoying little suggestions. Interrupting me at dinner. Insisting that I see this, buy that, think about things this way.
I deleted the Instagram app from my phone on Mother’s Day, my annual reminder to be a better person. I talk a lot about the evils of social media with my tweens, who know very well that we won’t even discuss iPhones until they turn sixteen.
