My teenage kids and I used to have movie nights where we'd all pile on the couch and laugh at terrible films together, but now they just retreat to their rooms after dinner and we barely interact unless it's about logistics or problems. I want to suggest we bring back our silly traditions, but I'm worried they'll think I'm being clingy or not respecting their growing independence.
More people experience this than they realize.
The sacred work of letting go has accidentally included letting go of joy itself.
“Where Are You with Deserts and arid landscapes?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.