Wednesday 7 September 2011

The power of the text message

I have an old mobile and am always having to delete texts to enable me to send others becasue I retain too many special or funny ones. But today I decided that I would actually put some of Niobe's onto a document so I could save them and clear them off my phone. Now I've typed them up I see them as a small snapshot of our relationship and I'm glad I've done it. Here are some of my favourites from the last couple of years...

Just been talking to Paul Daniels and Debbie McGee! Strange. X

Glad you’ve not crashed yet! Xxx

Crazy rain!!!! I’m wearing flipflops!

Dalai Lama on the bus! X

I need you. I’ve never had so much to do :( xx

Mum I’m so sorry, I don’t want to ruin your evening which I hope you’re enjoying but I took the opportunity of you not being there to practice on the sewing machine as I was going to use it for your xmas present. I think the needle has snapped or something. So sorry. If I remember correctly this always used to happen in textiles and didn’t seem to be too much of a problem. I’ll pay for what it takes to fix it. Sorry I shouldn’t have used it without your permission I just wanted to practice as I really wanted to make you something for xmas. Love you xxx

I’VE FINALLY MADE MY FIRST EVER BATCH OF BUTTERFLY CAKES!!

Also I could really have done with a chat today, just to let you know – not to make you feel bad or anything xx

HAPPY BIRTHDAY I LOVE YOU MASSES YOU OLD DRUNKxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx (it was my 50th!)

Overnight in a cold tent I have a hoody on and socks but must admit the socks have let me down.
:( xx

Come soon, I’m cold, xx

I’m moving to the sea.x

Just had a career lesson. Want to open a tea shop in Southwold. Xx

Why is it that people say something & it goes in one ear and out the other. But then someone else says it and you believe them? Not a rhetorical question. I’d like an answer. LY.xx

What happened to the bacon butties?

I need a hug when I get home. Xx

Hi Mum. I missed you today. It’s been raining all day and all my stuff is soaking . :( Walked so far today. I am dead. I needed you in my pocket earlier :( xxx

The pocket reference is to a message I gave when she was little - that if she was ever alone and afraid and needed me all she had to do was put her hand in her pocket and squeeze very hard and she should be able to feel me squeezing back and know what she had to do next. And nobody would know...I didn't expect her to be doing it for so many years!

Does anyone else do this? I'm hoping she won't mind my sharing these!

10 comments:

  1. Thank you for sharing the messages. Love the "needed you in my pocket" one.
    Carol xx

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  2. Oh, that is so beautiful. What a lovely reationship you have with your daughter. I hope I can have such a loving, honest connection with mine as she gets older.

    Can I steal that pocket suggestion? That's brought tears to my eyes. Every kid needs a hand-to-hold sometimes when they're feeling alone.

    What a fabulous post.

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  3. Wendy

    You have just brought tears to an old girls eyes, just love the pocket story how very special.

    See you soon

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  4. Such a lovely variety of messages. A very special relationship shines through.

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  5. My son is off to uni at the end of this month. I'll consider myself lucky if I get any communication at all. Your messages were lovely to see. I understand why you want to keep them. xx

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  6. Oh Wend, you are one lucky woman if these are a snapshot of the relationship you have with Niobe. I am also impressed you do 'texting'. I have no idea how to do it but you've made it look something special. Lesley x

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  7. Was it your intention to reduce me to tears??!!! Bless you both xxxx PS SEE YOU SUNDAY!!!! I CAN'T wait!!!! xxxxxxxxxxxx

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  8. You will treasure these. I have kept similar comments and communications from my kids jotted in a note book. From "Why is a wall?" (he was three, we could not provide an answer he found satifactory), to "Ah well, back to the eighteenth century, having been briefly distracted by an animated tongue!" (she was 19 and at Uni). Very precious, that little notebook of mine!

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