I’ve heard millennials, those born between 1980 and 2000, are lazy and impatient, rude to their elders and more intent on scrolling through Facebook posts than communicating in any meaningful way with those around them.
And then I go to a Tuesday night Connections meeting.
Many were saddened at the passing of a delightful funny man last month, Robin Williams. How could this happen? How could someone who made millions happy all over the world be unhappy himself? I listened intently to what people were saying and speculating about the reasons why.
When I was younger, my sister and I had certain household chores. Not always, but most of the time, we kind of banded together with my mother to keep on top of things such as washing dishes, sweeping floors and cleaning bathrooms. My dad was and still is the cook of the family — taking everything he makes seriously, even if it’s beans and cornbread.
For the past 42 days, my husband, myself, my grandgirl and her mom have been residing in a hotel. Now, up until this point, the thought of going to a hotel to relax, get away from the home phone and just have peace was always welcomed by me. That is until I had no other choice.