I picked up Joey at his friend’s house and turned east onto the highway. It was 7 in the morning and the sun was rising over the oil change place blasting its radiance full force through my smudgy windshield into my eyes.
I told Joey, “I can’t see.” And I couldn’t, except for the periphery, so I looked for the turn lane I knew was comin’ up on my right. I took it when I saw it, cut through the grocery store parkin’ lot and chose a safer, more comfortable alternative route to our fast food destination.
Joey tells me what he wants for breakfast and finds a booth. He starts playin’ a game he downloaded to his cell.
Joey’s dad sent him a smart phone so they can talk every day. Judgin’ by the change in this boy, I recommend every father make time for their kids. Just to say, “Hey, how ya doin’? I love you.”
Coz, even if they act like they’re not listenin’, they are.
Children need to know you love them enough to be taken for granted.