As I sat in the passenger seat while my middle son drove for me, there were feelings of angst, sadness and joy. It is hard for me to believe that I have children that are old enough to drive. Is seems like only yesterday that I was changing diapers and washing out bottles. Time does march on doesn't it? My daddy used to tell me that time goes so much faster when you were older. He was telling the truth. Time is marching so fast I am almost afraid I will miss something. I think this is why it is so important for us to savor and enjoy the time we do have with our children. I see many parents today that over schedule their children's lives to the point they have no family time at all. Between soccer, dance, karate, voice lessons and gymnastics, there is hardly time at all for the family dinner. Although exposing your children to all of these areas is important, I do believe that our priorities are somewhat out of whack. I think the family dinner of the 1950's should return. Everyone gathered around the table to talk of their day and discuss any problems or joys from the day is something we should see several times a week, not a few times a month.
Father - Thank you for keeping my family safe on the road today. Thank you for presenting opportunities that allow us to grow closer as a family. Help prepare me for the day when I know that I will have to let my children go.
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