Being a communicator I am, by nature, a horrible communicator.
Well, I am a pretty good communicator at work. I am a horrible interpersonal and familial communicator. I don’t like talking on the phone. I am bad about keeping up with e-mail. Don’t even think about getting a letter from me. I wish I was better, but I don’t wish it enough to really do much about it (though I do kind of consider this blog my communication tool).
J-Mom, on the other hand, is a wonderful interpersonal communicator. I would be so out of the loop on so many different aspects of my family and extended family were it not for her skills. It is a testament to her ability to make herself a part of any group and add and take information from them.
I am learning from her. I actually reply to my mom’s e-mail! I talk to my brother more than once a year! Yeah, it’s a slow process.