One of the things I love about living in a small town like Solvang is that no matter where or when I go out, I’m always bound to run into someone I know. It’s like living among friends. Of course, my husband probably has a completely different opinion on this.
Last night we went to my son’s favorite restaurant to celebrate his birthday. We ran into Emily, a student who helped on my yearbook staff last year. Sweet, funny and extremely talented, I enjoyed catching up with her (she graduated in June so I don’t see her at school anymore).
As soon as we sat down, a teacher from my children’s preschool came up to say ‘hi’ and commented on how much they had grown. Once she was out of earshot, my son turned to me and said, “Who was that?”
I stared at him, shocked. He used to like this teacher. “That was Veronica.”
My daughter chimed in with her two cents. “She taught at preschool! Don’t you remember, Drew?”
My husband shrugged and smiled at my son. “That’s okay, Drew. I had no idea who that was either!”
And so, to quote Carrie Bradshaw here, I just had to wonder. Do women make better connections with people? Is my family unique or is this a male/female thing?