“How was your day?”
“It was an awesome day today. I had a long talk with Brittany (sister) – you know, we don’t talk much, and she made me feel really good about myself.”
Well that was pretty cool to hear.
Then my mom calls. She’s 79.
“I’m worried. Your dad isn’t feeling well and he just went to bed. He’s been feeling kind of crummy all day.”
We chat some more.
“Do you want me to come over?” I ask.
“No, I feel better just from talking to you.”
talkin’ bout my generation….
my mom tells me I’m the icing in the middle of an oreo cookie…..