Conversations with Sophie
posted Monday August 31st, 2015
For as long as I can remember, Sophie has loved to talk on the phone. She can certainly hold down her end of a conversation, if she’s the topic. But lately I’ve noticed a sea change.
Sophie is engaging with the person on the other end of the conversation in ways I’ve never heard. For years I’ve hovered in the background and stage-whispered, “Ask, `how are YOU, Aunt Jenny?’” or “How was YOUR day, Papa?” and suddenly — it feels like overnight — she’s doing it herself. She’s asking questions and she’s interested in the response.
She hasn’t mentioned it or acted like she’s noticed, but from my perspective it’s a new chapter for Sophie, an important sign of maturity. Apply it to text messaging, and — wow.
This weekend we drove to Flagstaff to spend the night at my parents’ house. I promised my mom we’d let her know when we arrived home safely, and crashed on the couch before remembering I hadn’t called — so I asked Sophie to do the honors.
This morning I picked up my phone and found the exchange posted above. She didn’t just tell my mom there was a dust storm, she engaged her, predicted her feelings, and wrote about it pretty darn eloquently.
I never thought a text message could elicit such pride.
That’s a victory. Sharing your pride.