Mom has been over here all morning. She lay on my computer room bed and asked me questions about the Internet as I worked on this computer.
"How do you know where to go?" she asked.
"You search in a search engine," I replied.
"You make it seem so easy."
"It is," I replied.
It is hard to believe my parents now have a new computer and Internet access. But they are afraid to use it. I showed Mom how to check the weather or read a blog. I even showed her The Pioneer Woman's website.
"You'll like this," I told her. "I love her recipes."
I didn't learn to use a computer until the late nineties when I was working at the University as a research technician. I thought I had found heaven. I can remember wasting much time at my job on slow days browsing the web. I discovered Internet chatrooms and formed many new relationships. I also learned some hard lessons. It seemed certain people weren't all they said they were. I fell in love and got burned all at the same time. I had come of age in a new digital world.