A couple of weeks ago someone from the pest control company came out to check for termites and explained how the system would change. To Auburn, my 17 year old. Who answered the door. At lunch she told me that the guy said that it was a new system.
“But did he say the system was still effective? Did they make the changes today or will they come back?”
She stared at me for a second.
“Mama, I don’t even know, okay? They said a lot of words. I just couldn’t even tell you.”
Yeah. That sounds about right.
So many of our days are spent hearing words, lots of words, words we don’t choose to hear, many we don’t fully process–song lyrics, commercial dialogues, announcements over intercoms, people talking in the next cubicle, next booth, or even next door. So many words to be heard. But few that we really truly hear or even need to listen to.
Today I’m lucky to hear wonderful words. My brother’s stories, his wife’s, their children’s. And this time it’s not on the phone long distance, though those are pretty special too. No, today I honest to goodness get to see their precious faces and their expressions as they share–the animation, the hands flying–better than TV any day! And we get to laugh until tears are running down our faces and we are leaning on each other to get our breath back–that’s my favorite. Those kinds of words are the ones that I get to hear today.
I am so very lucky.
So I’m going to cut my words here short tonight so I can get in some good visiting time. I wish the same for you and yours. I think that’s one of the things I love about summer the most–the world just seems a little more relaxed. A little more light, a little more time to sit back and share and laugh and visit. May the words that fill your ears be those of the ones you love, and may they bring you laughter and great joy. Yeah, that right there. We can never have too many of those kinds of words.