Last night’s phone conversation with Chicky went something like this:
“Hello.”
“Hello.”
“What’s up?”
“Just got home from the game. I’m waiting for the shower.”
“Ok. How was the game?”
“We won, 3-0.”
“Yes, I heard the first half wasn’t good.”
“No, we were a little lazy.”
“I heard that you hustled. Did you have an assist?”
[insert a brief description of a possible assist]
“How’s your week looking?”
“Fine. We leave on Thursday for games next weekend.”
“Good.”
“The shower’s free. I’ve gotta go.”
“Ok. I love you.”
“Bye.”
That was it.
This is fairly typical.
I often wonder when the conversations will change…when they will become two-sided…a little about her and a little about me.
Call this selfish or indulgent if you want, but it would be nice to have this almost-adult child of mine express an interest in my life.
Sigh.
Hormonal?
Perhaps.
Still, the desire lingers on.
Maybe one day…
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It will happen soon. My oldest (now 23, out of uni, working) asks about my life. It is not all about her stuff anymore. It is still mostly about her stuff : ) but not entirely.