You are joyfully invited to my house for a holiday meal and sharing of love and family. I am one of those people who believes that some of our favorite family members are the ones we choose, those individuals that we meet and feel like we have known for ages and “get us”. My family is small as I have no children of my own except for two dogs who are absolutely family members and more than happy to cuddle or relieve you of leftovers. My brother and niece will join us for dinner and we will be entertained by the wonderful imagination of a seven year old. I will warn you ahead of time that you may be asked to look for fairies in the back yard. My mom and aunt will help prepare the meal and of course, you are welcome to help! The kitchen is where stories get told, laughter bubbles and the food is infused with love.
At mealtime, the television is turned off and we all sit together with more stories and discussion. No topics are taboo at my table but my favorite part comes as we share dessert. Towards the end of the meal as pie or cake (or both!) are being consumed, something will trigger my mom to tell a family story. It usually starts with “You know, I remember…” or “your (insert family member) used to…” I love listening to family histories, sometimes it helps to know where we come from or how our loved ones lived. I think it helps with perspective and can teach us as well. We usually have friends or significant others around the table as well. It is amazing how similar themes are weaved in the fabric of humanity regardless of culture or environment.
We usually eat early in the afternoon so after the kitchen is cleaned we either go to a movie or play my mother’s favorite, Pictionary. Oh the memories that have been made over that game! It is quite entertaining especially since very few of the people playing are native English speakers. My family is from Puerto Rico and it is not uncommon to have other countries represented as well. The drawings and translations create everything from giggles to outrageous laughter.
The door is always open. So please come inside, take off your coat and stay a while.
Love your holiday mom,