Call Me, K!

As most everyone knows or realizes, phone conversations are an everyday thing in our lives.  When I was little, I lived in Nevada, and my father lived in California, yeah they’re right next to each other but it wasn’t like we saw each other every day or week or month for that matter. The way we kept in contact was through the phone.  I’d usually call him once a week or so and of course on holidays, birthdays, and special occasions.   

He would give me phone cards so I could reach him on his dime, not my mom’s or grandparents.  I’d tell him what had been going on in my life, how school was my friends and my pets, you know, the important things!  I’d call Christmas morning to tell him of everything Santa brought me and how excited I was. 

To this day, we still talk on the phone more than anything, especially with me being 1800 miles away. I call him at least once a week if not more. I’m super grateful for the conversations that we have.