A mother and her three children. Kevin is sick, he's the youngest. His mom bought him an orange juice & gave him a straw, but he drunk his juice straight from the bottle. His older brother and sister get hot chocolates and madeline cookies, Katie ate 5 and Kevin used his as a sponge to clean up orange juice he had spilled. He still ate that cookie. Their mom left to get the stroller, she was taking them to the pharmacy to pick up Kevin's medicine. Katie said "Oh no, she's got the stroller."
An old couple. The man reads the paper and drinks a tall cup of coffee with his chocolate donut. The woman writes a letter to her relatives while she drinks her tall nonfat extra-hot latte through a straw. When they speak to one another you can see their love for one another. When they look at one another you can see their togetherness, their mutual care, their peace. There's little evidence that would suggest individuality, they are one & they are happy reading & writing & drinking coffee together.
Maybe it's just that so many years and so much life experience has brought them to a point of appreciation for the world and for each other, but the love you can see between these people, their unity, isn't something you see often.
A man and his pre-teen son. The man buys a sandwich at 10 A.M. to go with his coffee and the son get a piece of coffee cake and a chocolaty frappuccino. They only stay for a minute, they have to be off. They're disconnected. Do they love each other? Do they have time?
Maybe it's just that life is too busy to stop for 5 minutes at Starbucks. But the love I can't see between these people, their disconnection, is something you see far too often.
Love & unity in the beginning and in the end.
We get lost in the middle.
