My Dining Room Table.....

Everyone organizes their home different. Everyone has those little tweeks that they like things this way for a reason, whether we see it valid or not. Some people have both a kitchen table and a dining room table. I only have room for a dining room table.

But my dining room table to the naked eye is nothing to write home about. It comfortably seats the five of us daily. It will eventually need more chairs but that is another day. However I love this table. I love every meal we have at it whether bad or good. I love to look around at family dinner and see all the little faces.

Besides meals, we have celebrated almost all of the kids birthday's on it, we use it for homework and other projects and sometimes just for sitting and watching out the window as the world goes by. We have even celebrated Thanksgiving, with good friends, on it one year (my favorite holiday).

If you look at the table very carefully you can see the marks of our family journey gone by. When Kaitlynn and Jackson were first learning to write there names they pressed so hard they imprinted their names forever in the wood. While Madelynn was learning to use a fork, you can see fork stab marks in the wood where she missed the plate.

To most people this table has many imperfections. While most people see these as deficiencies I see them as memories. One day I will rub my hands over the stab marks and remember the frustration I experienced everyday trying to get Madelynn to eat. Although I will also recollect the daily tears that went along with that; it is the time in her life I fought the hardest just for her and succeeded.

On that bright sunny afternoon when I am cleaning the dining room table in the future Kaitlynn's and Jackson's names will jump right off the wood. I will reminisce about the days long gone of teaching them to write their numbers and letters, encouraging them to do their homework or signing their first card.

Hoping as time goes on and they grown up I have lots of great stories to tell to help remember earlier days gone by.

TTFN~