Dear Flora,
I am sending you this letter because today's letter topic is "someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to," and you were the first person who came to mind.
I find it ironic that I talked to you more when I lived in Florida than I do now, when you live thirty minutes away. When I was in Florida, we emailed frequently. As you know, I don't know how to do a short email. I always have all of these ideas swirling around in my mind and they must come out! Of course, that made for a great deal of conversation. Email conversation and sometimes phone conversation. Every now and then the subject matter became so insane that one of us would pick up the telephone and make the call. We usually talked until one of our batteries died. I remember that my phone was usually so hot that it hurt to the touch after a while. That is what I call burning up the phone line!
I appreciate how you opened up your home to me all of the times I came to visit during the years I was living in FL, but my doctor was still here. I always stayed a few extra days so I could visit with you, C-Man and H-Girl, my aunt and uncle, and any other friends who were available. We had some really fun times during those visits. We also had some serious drama during those visits. Not you and me drama, but other drama. I am really glad you aren't seeing the guy you were dating back then anymore. He was nothing but drama. I am also really happy that you have found someone better for you since. I always knew that you would.
I only wish that we saw each other more and talked more. It is like since I live here we can see each other anytime and the pressure is off. The thing is this: we never see each other. I have seen you once at a planned group event, and once by accident when I was out with another friend. We have talked a couple of times on the phone when I have called you. Each time I suggest we get together and you say that you'll call me next week and plan something and... nothing. I have sent you email follow-ups and... nothing. I know that you are busy watching your grandkids, so I don't want to pressure you, so I don't. I know that a big part of the problem in this scenario is that I don't drive at night anymore. My memory is too messed up for me risk it. Getting lost in the daytime is one thing. Getting lost at night is a whole different thing.
Anyway, I know that you are busy. You have tons of things on your plate. I just wanted you to know that I missed you. I really wish that I saw you and talked to you more than I do.
Love,
Robin
image purloined from Miss Angie at My So-Called Chaos
