The dinner bucket I carried thirty-five years ago
When I was young and in grade school, my mom packed my lunch. When I worked in the coal mine in the summers, she did the same. For many years later, Marie packed my lunch and sometimes even had the kids "help". Now I pack my own lunch and manage to take care of my daily life. I certainly can pay bills, run an IT department, keep the house, mow the trail and a few yards, volunteer, do my laundry, and exercise. The truth is, I don't need anyone to accomplish these things but it doesn't mean I don't need anyone. It is easy to miss having someone to pack a lunch for and miss having someone who wants to pack one for me, but it is mainly because I don't need it.