Photo: Juriah Mosin (Shutterstock) I was struck the other day by the most basic pre-pandemic desire: I wish I could go out to eat with my husband and son. It’s not that I miss the food that much—we’ve gotten a lot of takeout and dined outdoors a few times before winter hit. It’s that I miss the spontaneity, the ease with which we used to make those types of decisions. One of us would say, “Wanna go out to eat tonight?” and we’d be pulling on shoes and heading out the door as though our very lives weren’t hanging in the balance. How quaint. All of us, including—maybe especially— our kids have these moments where we deeply miss things it never would have occurred to us to be grateful for before. Could teenagers ever have imagined how much they’d miss going to school every day? Would it have ever occurred to a nine-year-old to be grateful for an impromptu game of tag with the neighbors? Our kids have learned a lot about sacrifice and resilience this year, in the most unfortunate way possible, but if we’re lucky, this experience might make them more grateful for the little things when we get to the other side of this. Julia Cho and her daughter pondered this same thing recently, as Cho writes in the New York Times : My 12-year-old daughter, Audrey, told me recently on one of our many walks around the neighborhood that she would never forget this pandemic, […]