“I’d forgotten it was Tuesday until the telephone rang and there you were,” Maga said.
“Here I am.”
The conversation about various family members lulled, and before we could transition back to today’s weather report, Maga said, “What was I going to tell you?”
“Oh goodness no. Nothing like that, so I guess it doesn’t matter that I can’t remember what I was going to tell you.”
“Well, I’ll be here when you remember it.”
And I will. Even if it’s just over the phone and not in person. Even if it’s once a week instead of every day. Because if there’s one thing I am, it’s dependable. And if there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s listening. So, talk on, Maga. I’ll be here.