as i was talking to one uncle today, he was relaying a story of how independently we (my brothers, sister and i) were raised. that we've been a cohesive family unit without much call for others for so long that we don't often think of calling on other people. i've said that often but it was odd hearing it from someone else.
he also told me that he told the uncle that if i (or any of us) call, then the call should be taken seriously - because we don't call unless we need help. i think my heart swelled with a kind of pride in some ways. but, at the same time....should i have been worried?
the main issue is that life just goes by so fast and by the time i think to call...it's been weeks...and then months...and then, i get embarrassed. i do say, "i'm going to try and be better about...." and then suddenly it's two months later. i need to just remember to pick up the phone and not put it off.
so i did...and they were not at home. *laughs* but there is always that next time.
