Last night we had sixteen people gathered around the table (ok…two tables) in our dining room. Yes, it was a little cramped. Yes, someone (me) spilled wine on the table cloth. Yes, the table cloth was really two curtain panels from our old living room.
But, as I looked at the piles of shoes in the foyer and dishes in the sink, I couldn’t help but smile. This is why we renovated this house. This is why we moved six weeks after we had a baby. This is what we’ve been dreaming of. Friends gathered as family around the dinner table sharing food and stories and needs and joys. Sharing our lives.