I know I have the oldest cell phone around. But, it still works and my kids have my up grades. When the numbers started falling off, I wanted to cry. This isn’t a good time for my phone to die. I need it to get a job, text my baby girl when I need to feel some love, and when I take a walk…just in case.My poor phone, you have heard every kid ask for something, heard me when I’m lost, heard bad news form death to I’m laid off from my job and now to a job offer I can’t wait to start.
Just a little bit longer, we don’t have this job yet. We won’t drown, we will stay strong together even when everyone else has walked away.
Thanking my phone for a good life seems strange to some but, its my life line right now and I’m grateful for it. With age comes beauty, my trusted friend has a beauty all on its own.