I had an hour to spare as I walked back to my room after class this morning, so I figured it would be a perfect time to call someone. My favorite time for phone calls is when I'm walking around campus. I feel as though it's the best use of my time, in both ways. When you're walking, there's nothing else you can really do - you can't read a book or study or go on the computer - and at least when I'm on the phone, I need to do nothing else that requires my attention. I'm terrible at multi-tasking.
So I called my Grandma.
"Hello, dear!" I hear her ooze. "You must have known I was thinking about you and praying for you! My dear sweet girl..."
And we talked for a good 45 minutes. By that, I mean she talked a lot, I talked a little, and then we hung up after at least twenty minutes of goodbyes and distractions.
It feels so nice to call people who really get so much happiness from receiving attention from you. It makes me want to call her more regularly - rather than once a semester like I've been doing so far. Growing up, we lived nine hours away from my relatives, and I was always kind of sad that I was never able to become very close to my family (mostly because we never saw them). But with technology and my semi-adulthood, why not change that? I don't have to regret not being close to my relatives; I can become close to them now.
That sounds nice.
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