| | | It happened to me… The other day I was sitting in the living room of my home with my family surrounded by communication; but not between any of us.
I sat there in disbelief as my wife was on her smartphone browsing Facebook, my 20-year-old daughter on her phone texting who knows who, my 17 year old son tweeting on twitter and my three youngest boys (14, 11, and 9) on the family kindle looking up over-paid NBA basketball players and teams. I sat there as the only one not engaged in technology with no one to talk to.
It was an odd feeling, a bit crazy and not acceptable. I stopped everyone and asked them to look at us as a family. By the expression on their faces I could tell they didn’t find anything odd about it...
| | | | | | | | | A number of years ago I was on my way with my young family to celebrate Christmas Eve with my parents. We had spent the day before at Disneyland because we were told it wasn’t crowded the day before Christmas Eve. Whoever told us that was wrong!
It was hot, very crowded, and I was grumpy. I was also very critical of others. It seemed like most of the teenagers that day were troublemakers decked out in their backward caps, low hanging pants and white cotton tank tops. I made judgments on their character based on things I had seen in the news and in my neighborhood recently. I wasn’t a very pleasant person to be around.
As we were driving to my parents the next day to celebrate Christmas Eve we came upon an accident...
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