...for the telephone that connects me with my friends and family back home. When I first moved to
There are weeks where my phone does not ring at all. Those are the times I fear that life is going on without me, back home. Then from out of nowhere, a friend from back home will call. And a big smile will dance all over my face.
(On a side note, I really love old telephones. I don’t like these new ones with flashy buttons and rounded off corners. I love a good, old-fashioned, unique looking telephone. If anyone wants to buy me a 40’s style “monster” phone (retro or repro) - you’d make me a very happy girl.
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