Bonding in the Car
A car full of kids! Now doesn’t that sound like sheer misery? That is what I used to think when my kids were young and I spent most of my time carting them from one activity to another. I learned the hard way, however, that these car trips were so much more than an inconvenience. They were the thread that tied together the family. They were the confinement needed to really get to know my children and for my children to know their siblings.
My kids are all grown up. They drive their own cars and go in their own direction. No longer are they sitting next to me or behind me in the closeness offered in a car. No longer are they sharing their joys and their woes in the extended conversations that once flowed on road trips. This information now comes in snippets over the telephone…or in emails…or in far-too-rushed visits. I drive alone…or with my husband. Oh how I miss all the youthful energy combined with steady conversation that once filled the car!