I miss Lufkin. There, I said it, okay? I miss it. Miss the people, miss the places, miss Abe Martin Stadium.
Okay, I don't miss Abe Martin Stadium. (I already have a church, okay?)
So, when I get a call, it's a good thing. I love seeing "DAD" or "PAPA" or a similar ID. This past week, my phone rang and I noticed "MOM" on the screen.
Naturally, I answered it, glad to speak to my mother. Would she be just checking in? Would she be heading up to Tyler soon to spend some time with my children? Was she calling to tell me she loved me?
No.
None of these.
ME: "Hey, mom."
"Hey, can you help me publish my 25 Random Things?"
Congratulations, Facebook. You've arrived.
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