Getting rid of my smartphone was one of the hardest things I ever did. I used it for everything and was truly addicted. After many attempts, I succeeded in getting rid of it and felt a great sense of freedom after I got over the first few months. It’s been several years now, and I know I made the right decision. I’ve never been good at resisting the urge to constantly check my phone, and it had been a permanent extension of my hand.

A few months ago, I was traveling to Israel, and someone offered me a smartphone with an Israeli number to bring on my trip. Honestly, I was sorely tempted. Traveling without a smartphone out of the country was worrying me, and I decided to agree to the offer.

Arriving at the airport, I looked in my bag, and I realized that I had left the smartphone at home and never brought it along. Silently, I sent up a prayer of thanks. I had already felt that strong tug the phone had offered and I was quite relieved to have avoided the temptation the phone would have brought me. My forgetfulness saved the day with help from Above and my trip worked out just fine without the smartphone.