Every few days, my grandmother, Popo, sends me emojis: cows, camels, suns or blueberries. Sometimes they’re accompanied by a confusing, punctuation-less string of words, but they often come alone. Our language barrier — her Chinese and my English — is compounded by Popo’s macular degeneration, which makes it hard for her to see the letters and periods on her iPad. But her emojis reverberate with meaning, even if she can’t tell what they depict. When I receive one, I hear, “I’m thinking about you.” I respond with aliens, cupcakes and flags — another way of saying, “I love you.”— Katriona Page
Real Life of an MSW 
So many ways now to stay connected and express our feelings. No excuse anymore to say, “I don’t have the time.”
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I agree the ways of communication outweigh the excuses.
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I love this because I wish I could get anything, something from Momma.
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I believe our loved ones communicate with us in multiple ways. Today I noticed my hydrangeas has some buds on it, and it made me think of a dear friend who passed away…
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