Childhood's End

Way back in the mists of far ago, I read a fantastic book by Arthur C. Clark called

"Childhood's End", which I always thought illustrated the theology of Teilhard de

Chardin perfectly. Running around with 2 teenage girls I seem to be seeing the initial stages of the evolution to another (higher?) life form that was the theme of the book. I am talking about the phenomenon of our children talking, breathing, eating, drinking, singing, burping, giggling, texting on their cell phones 24/7.

Here is the perfect illustration for my hypothosis, teenage quilter, or is it teenage communicator? Ah, teenage communiquilter! For a woman who grew up with a phone phobia, clear back in the day of rotary, party line telephones, it is difficult to understand the need to live with a tiny phone in one's ear permanently. Of course, I've never gotten computer games so what can you expect. And texting!!! One needs functioning opposable thumbs to text, which I do not have, so I have explained to Mandy that while I will use my cell phone to talk to people, there are simply some aspects of modern communication technology that I do not choose to partake of! My idea of the perfect means of communication is e-mail and blogging.

Please keep my Mom in your prayers; years ago she had to have a breast removed because of cancer, and recently she found another lump and is having severe headaches, so tomorrow I take her to the hospital for a mammogram and cat scan.