Reach out and touch someone
Ever since I was little girl, and my parents were divorced, my dad would call and make his phone calls to us like a little visit. He would see us every week on Sunday but he’d make sure the calls he made during the week felt like we were visiting too. Those phone calls however long they lasted, we always got his undivided attention. Those phone calls always felt like a visit from Dad. To this day I am now…
