I can't count the times when I have started to call my mother...I returned from a trip to Walmart, and while there expressed disgust at all those people talking on cellphones while they were shopping, or driving...
Other than the girls, my phone doesn't ring...Someone asked me yesterday "do you feel alone now?'
I am grateful that despite their busy lives Heather and Jennifer call...and my brother Philip occasionally. I have never been a 'telephone talker' and as minister whenever the telephone rang for me, someone needed something of me. Maybe that's why the phone doesn't ring much anymore...because I don't have anything to give to anyone, and despite the fact that I have attempted to keep in touch with my siblings in our loss together...Philip is the only one who responds...
and when someone says to me "i haven't heard from you lately' I want to say my phone rings as well as yours does...but I ponder these things in my heart...I feel as though I have nothing to share with anyone...and just being me isn't enough...it was for my father and mother, but now they are gone from my sight...but never from my heart... When are we dead? is the question asked on the Internet and I wonder...
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