I stopped into my local Starbucks on a recent morning. As I waited for my coffee, I happened to notice many families, each at their own tables. With everyone’s eyes looking down at their technical devices. Fathers, mothers and children. No one speaking or making eye contact. The children ranged from maybe 8 to young teens.

I somehow find it hard to believe this is what we call quality time spent with our children. We are losing communication verbally and visually.

I am now a grandmother myself, but can remember many conversations with my parents. I was able to see and understand their loving and sometimes stern expressions. Everyone is now looking down into a piece of plastic and I find it so sad.

Maybe Sunday mornings are a good day to hit the off switch and reconnect with family.

Jean Rothman, Bellevue