They were just another random family having dinner together at a fast food restaurant. But I couldn’t stop listening to their interaction with each other — and feeling envious.
I don’t know these people. I’ll probably never see them again. They have no idea anybody was paying attention to them. But there were some things about them that made me want to be like them.
There were two little girls and a boy, along with their parents. Everybody got along and seemed completely relaxed with one another. The children were well-behaved for their age, but they weren’t perfect. The parents gently corrected when they got a bit out of line, but they were relaxed about it.
The parents seemed as though they liked each other. They were trying to figure something out about an online order that they were about to pick up, so they were collaborating in the midst of dealing with the kids. Nobody was snapping or being short. They were polite and helpful to each other.
It sounds completely unremarkable, but what I saw was completely different from what I typically see and hear.

Replacing Obama with a Republican president won’t change anything
A president can be dictator if he claims it’s for national security
Florida requires drivers to hand over personal info — which it then sells
Emotional health shapes reality of couple more than personality type
Moral principle: What you do with your money is your business
If the kids are confused in school, maybe it’s the system and teachers
Memo to Republicans: Your serious contenders are hypocrites, too
I want to live a life my kids will want to emulate as they grow up
A year later, my father’s death looms large, but I have no regrets