THIS IS NOT A COMPLAINT…IT’S AN ESSAY!
When we all lived together, our communication was comprised of “Don’t do this…Don’t do that, this is when I’m leaving, this is when I’ll be back. I need money, I need clothes, we need groceries…yada, yada, yada.
When you all left home, communication improved. We spent a lot of time on the phone, keeping in touch, and filling in the gaps. The grandchildren used to call almost everyday after school, just to chat. Sheer heaven!
Then came the advent of computers. We loved the instant message function….what fun. But then…duties called, and a simple e-mail would have to do.
With the advent of the cell phone, we got more calls again. Mostly on the run calls, but nice to hear your voices, whenever you could fit it in. But alas, it didn’t last long. The new reality became text messages….short, in shorthand language. Beep, beep became the voice of the caller. Hard to love beep, beep! I never thought I’d be a partner in that!
But now, I’m getting you back…not in voice, but at least in pictures. Jackie’s right, we ALL need to use the blog more often. Where are the Mexico pictures? Where are the soccer pictures? Where are the dance pictures? Where are the fun stories from the girls? Let’s do it as our gift to each other!
XXOO Gram
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2 comments:
Hey Dave...psst...I think Mom's mad at you.
Mom doesn't get mad...she get's pro-active. Lindsey has all the computer savy, but hasn't written on the blog. Ashley writes beautifully...occasionally...come on girl!
We could have do it yourself tips from Dave and Steve! Give Elika the password and maybe we'll all eat healthier!
I know...I know...The pot calls the kettle black!
I'm lovin' you all anyway!
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