The other morning I realized that still I sleep with my phone – on and in bed. I have since 2001 when I missed the middle of the night call saying my mother had fallen. She was in the hospital for a week before she died. After that I kept the phone in bed so I could take care of the people she had cared for – my dad and two aunts. This morning the phone woke me up at 8AM I thought I was pissed because someone had woke me up but came to realize it was just a reminder that I miss my mom.  I can’t change the past but I can honor her memory by being present for those I love – and I don’t need to sleep with my phone to do this.