Saturday, April 21, 2012

Our Kitchen Table

Yesterday, I had my tea leaves read.  In the tea cup there was an unmistakable,very large question mark. "?"  This was amazing, because right now in my life, Donnie and I are living with a very big question mark hanging over our heads.  Sell our house and move, or stay .

When I really think about moving or staying, I realize that there is only one material possession, that I would take, and that that piece of furniture holds the bulk of my sentimentality, MY KITCHEN TABLE. 

When Danielle was growing up, our kitchen table was a place where her friends would come and sit, while she baked chocolate chip cookies, and I talked to them about love and life.  Its where Michael and Ryan's friends would eat us out of house and home, and burp, and fart, and laugh, and share their many stories.  Its where we decorated countless Christmas cookies, Easter Eggs, and Carved Pumpkins.  We ate our family dinners at the kitchen table, and our dinners were always loud, and boisterous, but filled with conversations, life's lessons, familial bonding, and lots of love.   When we moved to the house we live in now, I wanted to buy an even bigger kitchen table, because I knew as our kids grew older, the friends of all five of them would begin to fill the seats at our kitchen table, and there would be even more stories to tell and laughter to share.    Mary and Jane's friends would sit around this table and continue the traditions of Danielle, Mike and Ryan's friends, before them.  They would bake cookies, eat us out of house and home and Donnie and I would be lucky enough to hear their laughter, share in many of their stories, and tell them our stories as well.  All these things are priceless, and no matter where we end up, the one thing that we will always share is "THE KITCHEN TABLE"

1 comment:

  1. I have similar memories of the kitchen table at my grandparents house. I was lucky enough to live with them for about a year when I was in my mid-20s and spent many an hour chewing the fat with my grandfather, talking about my day at work in NYC at work, about family, about things going on in the world. When they passed away, we got that kitchen table and it's in our basement now. Sally is talking about repurposing it and putting it out on our patio where it would be front and center during the warm weather. That'd be so cool. So I'm totally with you Kelly, thanks for sharing this. You write beautifully.

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