I miss…

the ability to talk to a stranger without feeling like i am vulnerable to a pinata of hate and vitriol.
they looked like a fairly normal person……..what does that even mean anymore?
 
having seven or eight miscellaneous children at our house all washing their hands and eating peanut butter and jelly or tunafish sandwiches without even having to call anyones parents for permission to feed them lunch here with our kids.
I miss cooperative parenting with about twenty kids within walking distance of each other
 

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