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The phone rang at seven.
The phone rang at seven.
It was my mother's name on the screen.
It was my mother's name on the screen.
I almost let it go to voicemail.
I almost let it go to voicemail.
My head was full of work tasks.
My head was full of work tasks.
But I picked up and said hello.
But I picked up and said hello.
Her voice was soft and familiar.
Her voice was soft and familiar.
She asked about my day.
She asked about my day.
I told her about the long meeting.
I told her about the long meeting.
She listened without any rush.
She listened without any rush.
Then she said something simple.
Then she said something simple.
“You work hard enough,” she told me.
“You work hard enough,” she told me.
Those words made my shoulders drop.
Those words made my shoulders drop.
A Call That Slows the Day
by @chloestories