But it blew me away.
Not because I don't logically KNOW all this stuff. Not because I don't already worry about my kids growing up in a tech bubble. And not because I don't already feel that we are losing touch, generation by generation, with the spirit of Ireland.
I do, I know all of this. I worry, and I feel the lack of connection all around me.
Maybe it's the weekend that's in it - my beloved sister, nephew and dear mammy are visiting, while my husband is away and busy, and I miss him whenever we're apart (/end smoosh).
Or maybe it's that parts of it reminded me of one of the greatest love stories ever - the film 'Up'.
Whatever it was, I heard it, and felt it, and I'm extra glad that the kids are tumbling together and thumping upstairs, fit to burst through the roof. I'm extra glad that my mam and sister went to see the National Famine Museum in Strokestown Park, and that two of my kids actively volunteered to go with them.
And I'm extra glad that I can share this with you, Dear Reader - because I understand that community can connect online, as long as it's balanced with real life connection and experience, and genuine affection and human relationships.
Look Up, by Gary Turk
If you get a little thoughtfulness from it, as I did, please pass it on. Maybe it'll inspire someone to come and give you a hug in real life?!