The other night my son wasn’t home by midnight. Not too much of a concern. He is 20 and he’s more responsible and safe than most folks I know, but it was a bit out of the ordinary for him, so I … worried. Yes, I did. (No, this is not another post about trusting God, I’m still on the journey there.) Thankfully he did shortly text and we knew he was fine and so we headed off to bed. (Yes, we are night owls.)
This incident brought to mind how much my husband, son and I share our lives and are generally considerate of each other when it comes to communicating where we are and what we’re doing. We don’t see it as an imposition, just something that you do to be thoughtful because we share the same house and we love each other.
I encourage y’all to do likewise. Communicate your whereabouts as best you can. Share because it’s fun to share with your sweetie and share because it is the kind, considerate thing to do.
Communication works for those who work at it. John Powell
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Be generous! Lori <><