A New Season of Life {The Dinner Table}

We are in a new season of life, The Principal and I.
A season that is slowing down. A season of quiet.

Any mom of a large family will tell you that quiet is a commodity with littles around.
We are now parents to two teens and two twenty somethings.

The teens have friends close by so are often not home.

The other The Principal brought home pizza.
It was just the two of us at the table.

I made a point of eating at the table, and not in front of the tv or computer.
He’d been gone the better part of 3 weeks and I wanted to be intentional with the time I get with him.

We sat in ‘our seats’, he on the end and I at the corner closest to him.
We finished whole sentences without interruptions.
There wasn’t any bickering. Or poking. Or ‘see’ food.

It was quiet.

I sit and write this, with tears in my eyes, as I remember the many, not so quiet, dinners we have had at this same table.

The white tile table that needs new grout.
The tile was perfect for dry erase markers for math.
It was perfect for rolling playdough nice and smooth.

A new season of life.
No more playdough.
No more math.

It is bittersweet, as not so long ago I wondered if I would get through it.

Here we are, just the two of us. Almost.
The teens are still home, so not every dinner will just be the two of us.
I definitely feel the changes coming.

I am looking forward to this new season with my best friend.

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