Being a Bad Son...

When was the last time you called your Mom? Me, I think it was during the holidays. It's a shame that I can't even remember exactly when...

Dad, I couldn't even guess...

Grandpa, nope, not a clue...

Aunt Bonnie/Connie, same...

Seems as though my crazy Navy adventures has taken me to all parts of the world. I may have went short periods of time of dropping out of sight but I could find the time now and then to make an unexpected phone call, drop an e-mail, write a letter, just generally staying in touch.

First half of my career was spent in Jacksonville. I met my wonderful wife there, we raised our kids during their formative years, some family members would come visit, mine from Ohio or Orlando, hers from down the road (my wife was born and raised in Jacksonville). I always stayed in touch. I wouldn't go visit out of state very often but phone calls were plenty.

Pensacola wasn't bad either. Family came to visit us there also but it wasn't as often as Jacksonville. Even though we didn't see each other much I always called or e-mailed.

Now we live in Japan and I have not kept in touch at all. Even through e-mail, I've fallen off the planet.

Nowadays the only way I stay in touch is through a yearly holiday "one letter fits all" greeting bringing everyone up to speed on family Prince. My deployment schedule keeps me away from home about 7 months of every year, 4 years running now with one more to go.

I don't know what's different about living overseas but there's something that keeps me from staying in touch. I think I figured out what it is though...

I'm a bad son/grandson/nephew/cousin/etc...