“The day the child realizes that all adults are imperfect, he becomes an adolescent; the day he forgives them, he becomes an adult; the day he forgives himself, he becomes wise”
Yesterday, I shared an encounter that stirred up a lot of memories as I was writing it. The video below shows a bit of where I grew up. Some of the pictures are from my parents era, others, I know well.
Growing up, my family never took vacations or sat together for dinner. We loved each other, it just wasn’t something we did and it left me in awe of people that had that kind of “family time”.
When I had a family of my own, my husband and I made a point of taking vacations and sitting together as a family for dinner. It’s always been our way of decompressing. At times, our sons will play off of each other and make me laugh so hard I can barely eat – and I love every minute of it.