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.

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I can’t find the balance between expecting too much and too little
Totalitarians want to seize your cash as the moral rot continues
If you repress feelings long enough, depression attacks without warning
Prohibition was disaster with alcohol, still a disaster with other drugs
Bernanke’s ‘helicopter drop’ gave $1.2 trillion to Wall Street banks
Fear of intimacy causes confused people to run from love they need
Why can it feel strange to lose homes we haven’t seen for years?
Surreal dream wakes, shakes me; which is reality, which is dream?