Dinner time is said to be a dying event. It has also been said to be a powerful place where people come together and forgive, share life, laugh and grow together. A place where important memories are made.
And memories are so easy to make if we just look for them! Memories our children will carry with them, details and efforts we take lightly that mean mountains to them. Sometimes, you just need to drag a table somewhere different and change the ambiance.
So we did that last night. Paper plates and all. On our front porch, we enjoyed the magic of the setting sun and a few simple candles. There were still messes and the food was pretty simple, but we etched a memory in time. The little girls enjoyed preparing the table more than actually eating. Food, talking and cool air made me take a snap shot of our family–one quickly growing and changing–because I want to remember. We were all there. We won’t be for that long and the growing pains will bring both grief and joy.
Stop now and breathe it in. And set a table that will help you remember, that will help them remember, what family is about.
I can’t think of a belief more ingrained in our nature than the ours about love. The emotions that run high in a new relationship are so much a part of our “love paradigm” that if they weren’t there, the idea of continuing that relationship would be ludicrous.
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