" I’ve been out here pondering the meaning of life.” “That bad, huh?” “Not so bad. They’re good kids. Just drifting out into their own orbits already. It’s natural, it’s right. Though I guess I have this image . . . I don’t know. . . .” “Of some perfect, endless family life?” she said. “All happiness and McDonald’s commercials?” “No McDonald’s, but, yeah, I guess so. Something that doesn’t just dissolve in a burst of cell phones and grumpiness, then whoosh away into biannual visits.” “You’re "

― Roland Merullo , Breakfast with Buddha