Even with the Best of Intentions: How Technology Can Lead Us Astray
It all began with the best of intentions. And ended in three rounds.My beloved uncle was niftar (passed away) mid-week in Israel. It was a devastating shock when I received the news. He had had a very short illness of which I had not been informed, and his passing was utterly unexpected. A sister of his lived in New York, and so began my deliberations about going up for a shiva (condolence) visit.You see, traveling is difficult for me. Over the years, I have developed tremendous anxiety about driving long distances alone, especially over bridges. I am a single mother, so unless my adult son is available to drive, I am faced with deciding whether I can manage the journey on my own. This week, my decision was complicated by my car needing some repair work, which I had been putting off for financial reasons. Nevertheless, I undertook the repairs, and by week’s end, the car was given a clean bill of health.







