When we were growing up mom would make the rounds finding each of us throughout the house telling us, “I don’t care if you’re eating, come sit at the table.” Family dinner time was important and the dinner table was where we came together.
Last week I was reflecting on this. The five of us were sitting at the dinner table and we were there by choice. It had been a rough week and we just felt the need to be together. So we sat at the dinner table and laughed and made fun of each other and made jokes that would probably only be funny to us. And I went home that night and I felt happy. The same thing happened Friday night too. We all just sat there having fun with each other and Julian joined in on the fun and made some jokes. We’ve always been a pretty close family but we are closer now than we have ever been and I feel incredibly lucky for this.
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you all are truly blessed