With one boy, far off and away at college, and another one who stays out late, I always keep my phone by my bed — on. I never know what I might be called upon on those late night hours of sleep. Â There are those rare occasions when I a truly needed for something that can’t wait till morning — maybe once or twice — “Mom, I can’t stop coughing, and I can’t get to sleep,” and another time, “Mom, the doors are locked — can you let me in.”
Still, as infrequently as it happens, I like to keep my phone by my bed — on.
But tonight, and for the next three, I have the blissful opportunity to sleep with Â my phone off. Â All of us are sleeping under the same roof