a frozen day calling
Hang in there Wreckless
friend, Tag post coming next!
Since I do not have enough time to write my tag today I thought I would relay
this story to you.
My Niece Sara
, is one of those people who
, after meeting you don't forget too easily.
She has an "in your face" devotion to God that has yanked me back on track more times than I care to admit.
She is very funny and her personality is very defined.
She especially does not like to talk on the phone..........................ever.
When we were younger and had time to hang out I would call her house every Tuesday or WEdnesday
to find out about plans for the weekends.
I always spoke with her husband. Yes that's right, her husband.
He is more of a jovial soul who would actually invite me over to watch a movie or play a board game
or two. (I have to wonder now if she ever intended for me to come over).
Later when their two sons came along I was always welcome to visit my wonderful nephews.
These days we all find our selves busy, but still manage to get together once a month or so.
This past week, as you know, I was busy working a PR event for Spin City.
I was in and out all week and really didn't check my messages at home.
I figured those who really needed me would call me on my cell.
I finally checked my messages a couple of days ago.
There were quite a few so I was listening to the first part of the message and skipping ahead to the next. I didn't pay attention to the caller ID either.
I was so thrilled to hear Sara's voice on my voicemail! She said
"Hi I know you are probably very busy, but call me when you can."
I then skipped ahead
to the next message.
I was SO happy. My dear friend. My niece called me!
Not only did she call me, but she left a message!
My heart warmed and I actually felt better about life!
I have been busy, but I couldn't wait to call her back!
I found out the wife of a former high School teacher of mine died. Although I was sad to hear of this I thought I would return my niece's call and tell her about Mrs. B because she went to the same high school and she is only a few years younger.
To my surprise she was not screening as usual, but answered the
I was thrilled again. Then came the conversation, which went like this.
Hi! how are you. What are you doing?
Not much. How are you?
Good. I thought I would return your call from the other day.
I didn't call you the other day. I never call anybody.
(with the teeniest tiniest
tear in my eye)
Oh....(uncomfortable silence) I thought it was you who called
but sometimes Pam can sound like you...maybe it was her.
I was so excited thinking you had called that I didn't listen to the whole message."
Nope. Wasn't me.
Me (knowing I had some backup info to pass along)
Well I thought I should tell you Mrs B, wife of Mr. B died.
I don't know who that is.
Oh.. Maybe he left High School before you got there.
Well I dont' know him or cant remember him.
Okay well I guess I will talk to you later.
We said our goodbyes and now I am home blogging about this.
You can't imagine my happiness when I thought she had called.
Her sister, Amy, calls me occasionally to catch up, but Sara,
well you know.
To top it off
I don't want to listen to my voice mail,
because I know the message I thought was the message
from Sara is from someone else and
and will not
be from Sara...