We all live fast. Mom and Dad scurry to work, to lunch, to meetings, to sporting events, to concerts and eventually back home.
Our kids run their own race. If we speak to one another, it amounts to “See you later!” “Gotta run!” or “I’ll be home when I get home!”
As much as we all know the value of eating dinner together, it hardly happens anymore. If you manage to round up the herd for any meal during the day, congratulations! You are an exception — and an inspiration.
If we were to measure our love for one another by the amount of time we spent together, most of us would cry ourselves to sleep every night. At the very least we’d feel ashamed.
We often hear, “It’s not the quantity of time, it’s the quality that counts.” Sounds good … but how can we create connections while we’re chewing our bagel, brushing our hair or zipping up our pants as we fly out the door toward a heart attack?