It's cold outside--very bleak and dreary. I miss my husband when he is gone, and I so wish the sun would break through today. I often try to remember what I was doing on this same day last year, or five years ago, or ten. Ten years ago our two boys were just 19 and 13 years old: one in college, the other in middle school. Just ten years ago I would have been racing home from teaching to find our middle-schooler in his room--doing home work, snarfing down a snack in the kitchen, or getting ready for soccer or basketball practice. I'd give him a hug, ask how his day had gone, get into my favorite pair of sweats, and begin preparations for dinner. I'd call our oldest son in his dorm room( remember, this is way before cell phones!) and listen intently as he talked about his week, and coming home for spring break. I'd throw in a load of laundry, set the table, and look forward to sitting down to dinner. Do families even sit down for dinner together any more?
Well we did, and I miss setting a table for four, sometimes five or six or seven! I miss the conversation around the dinner table, the plethora of activities and the constant hum. Those days are gone in a moment, so seize each day you have with your kids while they are still kids! Sit down with them at dinner and cherish those conversations. Dinner was my favorite time during the week, even if it was hurried and brief. I wouldn't have had it any other way!
Right now, I'd settle for dinner for two!