Precious moments

So, the husband wasn't supportive of the young mom, and he let her slowly simmer while handling her young children on the plane (not an easy venue, to say the least). He sat back in his barely reclining seat and read his newspaper and let Mom handle everything - the fussy baby and the inquisitive toddler, the toys and the food and questions. Again I felt bad. Bad for him for being just an observer in his children's lives (flashback to Harry Chapin's famous song, "The Cat's In The Cradle"), bad for his relationship with Mom and not bearing his weight as a husband and equal partner in the management of his children, bad for the children whose father seemed more interested in current events than in them. So many lessons here but the most important one I can think of is to relish the fleeting moments we have with our children and our loved ones. Stop and take a moment to embrace and enjoy the moment. It's gone in a heartbeat and you can never get it back. The newspaper, the internet and the television will always be there. The moment will not.