An invitation to pause and share, to listen and exchange.
The past two weeks I have slowed down the pace. Found a couple of chairs and a friend, my grandchild, my daughter, my son-in-law and watched the catchlight in their eyes, the furrowed brow, touched a hand, kissed a cheek and had a real conversation attending to all of the details.
No telephone, no Facebook, no e-mail, no virtual experience. While I value these for the geographic distances they can span, I regret them when friends and family offer them as substitutes and excuses. I believe they are missing something….or maybe it is that I miss a very important part of them.