Sitting at the table

 Dining rooms are my favorite room in homes.  They always have been.  I'm sure it's because that is usually where all the china, crystal and silver are normally kept.  And we all know how much I love that.  We don't have an actual dining room in our house, but we do have a nice dining room area.  It, too, is one of my favorite areas of our home.  

There is nothing I love more than to have a dining room table full of people eating and enjoying each other's company.  There's something about that that is so comforting to me.  It brings back so many wonderful memories.  Holidays, birthdays, Sunday meals.  And not just from growing up.  Michael and I have made some wonderful memories around our table and no doubt there are more to be made.

Yesterday, I sat down at the table by myself and had lunch. Lots of times if I'm eating by myself I'll sit on the bed and watch tv.  I was having some soup, though, and that is not always a good thing to eat in bed.  So I decided to sit down at the table and listen to some music while I ate.  And it made an ordinary lunch of leftovers seem a little more special.  As I was eating, I started remembering all of the times I sat at this exact table.  The memories that stood out to me, though, were the times when it was just Grandmother and me at the table.

I spent a lot of time at Grandmother's house through the years.  And even if it was just the two of us, we always ate at the table.  It didn't matter if it was breakfast, lunch or dinner, we ate at the table.  As a kid, you don't always want to do that because it might take me from the tv or something.  Looking back on it, I wouldn't change it for the world.

Grandmother and I had many wonderful conversations over meals at the table.  Mostly I would ask her about what life was like when she was a child.  I loved those stories.  And we talked about so many things.  And of course the food was always good....just because Grandmother made it for me.  And as I sat at the table yesterday, I realized how much of myself is because of what often went on around that table.  It was a staple of my childhood and thankfully it is still a constant in my life.

I sat at the table again today to have lunch by myself.  I didn't feel lonely at all because I was surrounded by so many wonderful feelings.

That is all.