Today during a random search for something entirely different my computer turned up the AIM chat conversation I had with my daughter in June of 2005.  (Yes, I copied and saved the entire thing in a word document immediately following the conversation).

It was bittersweet to read. She was nice to me in that converation, curious, friendly.  Only time I think she ever was.  She spoke as I had hoped she would speak – natural and random and free flowing and inquisitive and such – not like the guarded cool distant way she does these days.

I am glad I found it.

1 Thought.

  1. I happy that you ran across this good memory of you and your daughter. A reminder of a time full of possibilites. Hugs.

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