On a recent trip up to Massachusetts to visit my mom, I caught a ride back to New Jersey with my daughter and her boyfriend – in his car. They graciously offered me the front seat, but I was perfectly content to ride in the back. I’d just started a new audiobook and was eager to get into it. (Side note: If you're not on the Libby app , it’s a game changer for book lovers – highly recommend!) A while into our ride, I hit pause on the story to check where we were. As I loo

I was making dinner one night last week. I asked Alexa to play some news radio. Instead of going to a ‘just the facts’ station, I ended up listening to pundits discussing the events of the day. I turned it off when my husband got home so we could enjoy a nice meal, review the minutiae of our respective days and ask if the other had seen the funny meme we’d sent. You know, empty-nester stuff. After dinner, we made our way into the den. Sitting quietly, watching TV, I beg