From time to time (almost every day) Janet and I talk on the
phone while we are on our way to work. My
Pop suggested in 1975, “Didn’t you just see her a minute ago? What could you be
talking about?” To be honest I didn’t know then and I don’t know now. It’s just a fact I love hearing the sound of her
voice, especially when she is speaking to me. This morning as usual we talked
but just a little later in the drive.
She had already made it to work and I knew we would be hanging up
shortly. Then my ears heard a clicking
sound. It was the sound of her heels striking the ceramic floor as she walked
towards her office. With each click of her heels and the sound of her voice, the
picture of her beauty and gracefulness became clearer in my mind. Just like back in 1975, I didn’t want to hang
up! I was enjoying the view. I love you sweetheart. Can’t wait to get home. Glad the tomb is empty.
