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.

Primitive instincts: Why do we ‘fall in love’ with politicians?
As I grow and learn, I have to leave more of my ideas behind
Love & Hope — Episode 6:
Just a sandwich: Why do people make everything so political?
Words I wrote as idealistic teen suggest I’m still the same inside
Let others be wrong if they want; it’s not your job to fix their errors
I don’t know how to be popular, and that hurts in a social world
How can people who care really help the billions mired in deep poverty?
My need to win isn’t pretty, but it’s key to who I’ve always been