My Daughter, Her Son, My Dad, His Bride
Extending Our Reach
Today is the day we honor love. My husband reserved a table at our favorite restaurant; he booked it via the restaurant’s website. I posted Valentine wishes on my daughter’s Facebook page (yesterday, because in Guam it’s tomorrow). My e-mail this morning delivered a lovely electronic greeting card, with charming animation and delightful music, from my dad and his bride.
It seems love is not only in the air, but also on the interwebs.
With faraway family, we lean harder and harder on technology. My girl and I juggle time zone challenges and schedule differences. I work a steady eight to five, while my daughter is wife to a Navy man and mother to three children under age seven, roles that require nearly-infinite flexibility in her routine. So it’s difficult for us to settle in for a phone conversation. By the time her children are sleeping, it’s about one in the morning at my house.
But when I go to lunch each day, I often find her on Facebook. That little chat window, down in the lower left corner of the Facebook screen? That’s become our window into one another’s days.
Sawyer’s fever is gone, she’ll tell me.
Cadence has a dance at school on Friday.
Daphne is working up a new tooth.
Rob and I have a change of command to attend this week.
When she has really big news, she phones. We manage to squeeze in a call.
But the downy daily fibers of life that alone, don’t amount to much, but together, spin themselves into the floss that we chain-stitch into a week, a month, a season, a life?
Love is built of stuff like that. And these days, the relationship is virtual.
But the love? It’s real.
Sawyer Kissing Baby Sister, Daphne. Photo by Elaine Matoushek.
(Taken With Phone Camera. Shared on Facebook.)
Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God; and everyone who loves is born of God and knows God.
1 John 4:7 (NASB)
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