Walking my dog this morning on the path behind our place, I saw a family of five. I’ve seen them before and it always has the same effect.
Two kids under ten are riding their bikes in front of the mom and the dad who are running side by side, with the dad pushing a stroller that holds another little one.
You just don’t see that much these days.
Whole families. Outside. Together.
Doesn’t it start here, with the family? The families that make up communities that make up cities that make up states that make up countries that make up the world.
It starts with us.