This is the post I didn't want to write but I knew it was coming. Godfather's (Chatty's Godfather) dad passed away yesterday. He called yesterday afternoon and told Mr. ESPN. All afternoon I kept thinking about things and feeling guilty that I hadn't talked to Godfather as much in the past few years. I used to be the one he called when something bad happened (i.e. when his mom was diagnosed with breast cancer - she is in remission now). We have laughed and cried over many things during our friendship. But lately (the last five years or so ... do you see the correlation? Chatty is 5 1/2 ) it's Mr. ESPN who listens to him and takes his calls and so many times I am relieved because I am in the midst of doing three different things (like most moms). But as I look back I feel guilty and know I should have stopped what I was doing and made time for some of those phone calls.
Last night I asked Mr. ESPN to call Godfather and check on him (because I was getting the girls ready for baths and bed) .. they spoke for a few minutes and then Mr. ESPN handed me the phone. Godfather and I finally had a chance to talk. He is doing well, is at peace with his father's death and knows it is God's will. That gives me so much comfort. We laughed a little and I cried a little (a lot to Mr. ESPN after I got off the phone). So later this week we will see him and his family at the services. I haven't seen his mom in several years, prior to that time she and I had lunch almost monthly (those of you who know me personally know the story behind this .. it is long and I am not going to go into it here). So needless to say it will be a bit awkward and I am nervous and sad.
I am going to try and make more time for those phone calls now ... from Godfather and my other friends and family too.