Random thought going through my head this morning:
A couple of years ago we visited a long time friend of my husband and stayed for dinner.
The friend is married with five children. The oldest two were in high school, the younger three similar aged as mine, early tween.
My husband’s friend works full time in finance. The mom is an elementary school teacher but was supplying on and off while a SAHM when the kids were young.
They have a very active life through their church, volunteering, and with extended family. She also volunteers at a variety of different organizations. They sing in choirs, act on movie sets and in theatres, play sports and travel.
They have a very exciting, busy life.
While sitting together after dinner, the kids off playing downstairs, we touched on a lot of different topics.
The conversations started out about work first as is often typical at these types of gatherings, then merged into parenting and kids activities. Soon the mom was telling us about all the things she was spearheading, and then, suddenly, they all looked at me.
“What do you do with your time?” they asked politely.