Wednesday, September 28, 2011

The Gift of Gab

Hey Mom,


       It’s been a few days, I know. I’ve been caught up in family time with mi esposa and the girls. We’ve been up to see Vicki’s grandpa and then her parents—nothing majorly exciting going on. There have been a few conversations that Vicki and I have had about life and education and goals we have. That’s something I always enjoyed with you as I was growing up. I remember the long car rides up to Columbus for doctor’s appointments and we would listen to Dolly Parton, John Denver, and the Hee Haw show and talk almost the entire time, when we weren’t singing along.

       I remember you telling me several times that I was mature for my age. I felt the conversations were fun and interesting even though I was only eight or nine and we were talking about life and grown-up-type-things. Looking back on our conversations, although not remembering a specific one but just the general idea and feeling of them, I can see that I was mature for my age.

       Vicki and I have conversations all the time—I guess that’s what grown-ups are supposed to do. Our walks around the neighborhood and trips to Chillicothe, Columbus, or other places are our times to talk about anything and everything. I hope to have these times with Alexis and Sariah as they grow up. I’ll write a couple other posts about important topics Vicki and I have talked about lately and post them. Talk to you soon.

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