My hands are always full - holding a phone instead of the people I love. Miel Nora traces his journey from a childhood before the internet - a rubber ball, badminton on an unpaved street, party-line phone calls - to a present where his hands are almost never empty. Through honest, funny, sometimes uncomfortable stories - quiet family dinners, kids "Locked In" to their games, a couple scrolling through separate movies on the same couch - this book asks: what have full hands cost us?Part memoir, part gentle wake-up call.
Each chapter ends with one small way to open your hands again - a phone-free walk, a shared meal, a prayer. For anyone whose hands are full, and ready to open them.
My hands are always full - holding a phone instead of the people I love. Miel Nora traces his journey from a childhood before the internet - a rubber ball, badminton on an unpaved street, party-line phone calls - to a present where his hands are almost never empty. Through honest, funny, sometimes uncomfortable stories - quiet family dinners, kids "Locked In" to their games, a couple scrolling through separate movies on the same couch - this book asks: what have full hands cost us?Part memoir, part gentle wake-up call.
Each chapter ends with one small way to open your hands again - a phone-free walk, a shared meal, a prayer. For anyone whose hands are full, and ready to open them.