How hard must it be to gather five people around a table for a meal? A meal where rich conversation and laughter used to be normal. I feel this bonding ritual slipping as our numbers thin, and independence has begun to dominate.
I can’t blame them. Who in one’s right mind would prefer a contentious vibe over better company?
I’ve been so distracted that I only just noticed what has happened. I must repair things for the survivors.
Time to be in charge again.
(c)GoshGusMusic(ascap)2009
Musical Milliner 
Being in charge means, sometimes, allowing things to move at their own pace. Barring pathological directions, of course. A light hand on the wheel lest ye face mutiny.
Good advice. A light hand, and the enticement of favorite foods recently missing from the rota. I can still work them…