Sunday, July 27, 2104

I missed a phone call today, then received a voicemail. When I went to listen to he voicemail, my phone told me my inbox was 90% full. So I spent some time deleting a few. Most of the voicemails are from Littlest Sister or my parents just telling me they love me, and I keep them cause sometimes I just like to listen to them. I realized that pretty much every message from my dad starts the same: "Hi, Melissa. This is your dad." "Hi, Melissa. This is your dad." "Hi, Melissa. This is your dad." I think it's sort of funny, but mostly enduring. 

Life is beautiful, especially when you are looking for the beautiful things that happen every day.