Do you remember when you were a small child, or better yet, when your own children were young? On the car trip to Grandma’s house, or almost anywhere longer than an hour, the common refrain was, “Are we there yet?”
Youth is impatient. It seems like it takes forever to get to that place we are going, wherever it may be. Every few miles you would say it or hear it once again. “Are we there yet?” And the answer was always, “No, not yet. It will be in awhile. Be patient.”
When I hear the increasingly cacophonous news from the Presidential campaign trail I keep thinking to myself, “Are we there yet?”
I am impatient. And, I know I am not alone in feeling that it is time to end this campaign crucible. I am tired of it. I feel that we have passed this stretch of road once before. Will it take much longer? We had better get their soon.
Then the kids would say, “I have to go to the bathroom.” Not that too. “We’ll be there soon. Hold it a little longer.”
I don’t think I can. “Are we there yet?”