Growing up, my most consistent gaming companion was my mother. She wasn’t at that time someone who would describe herself as a gamer – still isn’t now – but she saw my interest in the hobby and made time to play with me when I asked for her company or for her help. I know for sure some of those experiences playing games together were mutually enjoyable. I also know for sure a few were not. But through it all my mom made time for me and the memories that have persisted over the years are the ones of us enjoying each other’s company with a controller in hand.
Now it’s time for me to experience the other side of the equation. My child (who I will refer to as Inkling throughout the post) takes after both parents and loves to play video games. Each day when I get home…
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