"Hi there! How was your day, today?"
"Well, Mom, you won't believe this, but __________."
"Maybe we can all see the new _____ movie this weekend?"
"Sure! Talk to you tomorrow."
"Ok. Bye! Love you"
"Love you too"
That's how I see my life in that world where my daughter lives in Western New York. Unfortunately, my real world does not resemble this in any way, shape or form. Instead, we see each other sporadically for concentrated periods of time during which we attempt to cram weeks or months of conversation into 2 days. What happens next is that uncomfortable phenomenon that happens at the end of vacations where nobody can think of one more blessed thing to say to one another, but we feel like we have to keep talking while we have the chance.
This is not to be confused with the silence that happens when you see each other all the time and are just comfortable enough with each other that words aren't really necessary. This is the "I really need to get away from here because my brain hurts from trying to think of something to say" situation.
I miss the everyday stuff. Occasional dinners or brunches instead of gorging ourselves for 2 days straight. Picking things up for each other at the store. Pet-sitting. Shopping.
Well, this may be the world's shortest blog post, but it's really all I have to say about this right now. Everyone needs a dream, right?