Yesterday, one of my son's friend's called to see if he wanted to play. He politely declined. I was curious why, so I asked him. His answer? "I just want some family time." So, last evening and today, we had family time at our local Folk Festival.
We started together, we finished together. We drifted apart to do the things each of us loves to do best. Inevitably, we always drifted back together again. It was just the way it was meant to be.
I'm comforted knowing that our children feel in their hearts and souls that our home...our family...is a safe place.