The Sunday call…

For years, every Sunday around 11am my parents would call me.  It didn’t matter if we had just talked the day before or not.  This was their time when they would get on the speaker phone together and call me.  Today I really missed that.  I know that I haven’t had a call on a Sunday since July but today it hit hard.  I was with Dad for most of July and then August was crazy with his funeral and the trip to DC.  It’s been since March with Mom…

I really miss them.  Just the little nuggets of wisdom they seem to give me to help me get through the day to day things in life.  Sure, just like all parents they would nag and get on my nerves but it was just because they loved me and wanted me to be happy and healthy.

I tried sleeping through the 11am hour…it didn’t work.  I woke up before and stared at the clock and strategized how long I could sleep to avoid the feeling.  Didn’t work…I have been having crying jags all day.

Someone on Facebook yesterday posted about having a phone in heaven so you could talk to your loved ones…that would be great.  I’m sure there is some grand scheme in life why we have to be separated from our loved ones…

Mom and Dad, I miss you ♥

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