Texts without much context . . .
Me: I wish I was there at this moment. Not the whole trip, mind you. Just this moment.
She: Did you see?
Me: Yes, I watched the u-stream. I love you so much. So proud of you.
She: I came really close.
Me: I saw!
She: If I had just won that last one, I would’ve gotten a trophy. The top nine get trophies. Sigh.
Me: I am sorry about that, but you were amazing.
She: That girl who beat me is in the top nine.
Me: Are amazing. Present tense.
Me: Eh . . . no concern of yours what happens to her. You did great.
She: There was a whole parade for the top nine. I was ONE away.
Me: Yes, but look how far you got! Think of all the people you left behind. All the people more than one away. Because of you.
Me: It’s hard to come close. I know.
She: Way to make me feel better.
She: Everybody hates you says mommy.
Me: What? I did not say that! Feel better! I am soothing you!
Me: Damn it.
Me: Smart ass.
She: Sure. I am all soothed and paranoid.
Me: I’m so glad you are my daughter, silly one.
She: Uh huh.
Me: And . . . of course . . . you’re glad I’m you’re mother.
Me: Hint . . . hint.
She: Grammar police alert!
Me: Your mother. Hush.
Me: Sassy one.
She: ::Dramatic forlorn sigh of not winning::
Me: I love you endlessly, you know.
Me: And then you say you love me too.
Me: Say it.
Me: SAY IT.
She: There is no script. You don’t write my lines.
Me: You are impossible.
She: Hee hee. You don’t run my life.
Me: I will run it into the GROUND if you refuse to love me.
She: You and what bulldozer?
Me: WHAT??? You stun me, baby girl.
Me: Oh my god, I miss you.
She: Love you, Mom. Got to go.
Me: Later, me.
Me: I mean later. Me
Me: I love you, later me.