My brother used to call my mom like 4 times a day. So when I'd get together with my mom for lunch or whatever, it would be a routine thing that he'd call while we were together. He didn't always want to get off the phone, so sometimes our conversation would be interrupted by her taking a 10-15 minute call with him.

A couple of weeks ago, we were having lunch, and her phone rang. My first instinct was "oh great, it's Mark again." Then I caught myself, and realized it was never going to be him ever again.

It's the little things...