I look forward with great anticipation to receiving a phone call from my dad every Sunday evening. I live only 10 minutes away from my parents, so I am able to visit them often. In spite of that, Sunday is special because my dad makes a point of calling his seven children to give each a "father's blessing". I love hearing his sweet voice. He greets me with, "Hello Karen ( or sometimes it is "KP") , this is your "Pop". I love it when he tells me about his day at church. I love sharing, just me and my dad. My dad is the best in the world. I love my dad.
When was the last time you picked up the phone to call a loved one to express how much you love them?
Not a text, or a facebook or blog post, or on a Flickr picture, but a call with a real live voice on the other end ...
Let us all light up the phone lines (errr.."air waves" for cell phones)...and make a call or two or three....today.
1 comment:
Great idea! I should do that more often. I loved your old car pics from your last post. The first one is so great... on it's own merits as a photograph!
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