Staying Connected

I used to call him late at night and let it ring only one time.  That was my code for “call me back!”  

Then he had to enter a million numbers using a calling card in order to call me back at a reasonable price.  

He lived in Canada, but I was a Florida girl!

Video calls, photos and text messaging were not luxuries we knew.  Thank goodness my parents at least had a telephone cord that stretched long enough for me to hide under the dining room table.  

(Countless prepaid long-distance cards were purchased in the making of this relationship!)