Today was a typical Friday. Early start at the office, and early end to the workday – in order to go to lunch with my parents. My sisters and I do that almost every Friday. Once in a while, one of us is tied up and can’t go. Once in a while, one of my nieces is also available to join us.
Cracker Barrel is the usual place, but sometimes Bob Evans or Steak and Shake, or some local joint, will be the place my parents choose.
We all see each other often. All of us live in the same neighborhood, the neighborhood where my sisters and I grew up. My parents grew up here, too.
It’s unusual for families to be close, to stay close, like this – kids move away, siblings don’t get along…..I am very grateful to have a close and loving family.