two ears. one mouth.

daddy said, "[insert my real name here, that's how you know he means business] you don't learn anything by talking."

tears almost started welling up in my eyes. almost doesn't count though.  i felt a little twinge in my stomach. my father was so right.  here i was going back and forth for the last few days over words i neither recall, enjoy or wish to repeat.  so instead, i'm just going to stop talking back. i'm just going to listen and learn something about you every time you open your mouth.  that way by the end of the conversation, i won't be worrying about you leaving me but rather deciding if i want to stay.