Hi steemians, By virtue of my father's work, he always travels home for a few months and then returns. As usual, he always leaves that void inside the family. Although he has been traveling for a long time, he is in America. We left about a week ago In ancient times, this technological clamor was not overwhelming and dominating all aspects of life. People did not sleep and wake up and phones some closer to them than their parents and their child. In a remote village of only one finger, the family's greatest wish was to have a radio that would convey to them the news of that vast world that, in our time, had turned into a village smaller than that quiet and forbidding village, which no longer existed, even if the number of houses remained the same. In that quiet environment, these daily meals, especially dinner, were a holy time for the whole family to meet. In times like prayer times in the church, the family wrapped around the table - which was perhaps empty of food - in a small gathering that sang the whole world in warmth. Feelings and the strength of social cohesion that has become threatened under this terrible alienation that we live. I will now leave you with some pictures that he sent me from his last travel: #travel #morocco #minds #beautiful #dad