Sundays

Years ago, people had one day of the week that was spent with family. It was a consistent day and every family member was there. The days varied by families and religions. Whether it was a Friday dinner or a Sunday lunch, the day was sacred. As the generations passed, so did the family day. Now that my parents are older, my sister and I spend Sundays with them. We bring lunch and various other items that fill in their pantry for the week. It is always a pleasant day. Even if we sit in the room and say nothing, we are still enjoying ourselves. We are going back to basics and feel wonderful about it.