As our family gathered around our table this Christmas
sharing laughter, love and cheer…
I thought about all the times we’ve sat around this table
for over 30 years.
For years this table was just the right size for our little family
when we’d come together for meals, birthdays and holidays
it fit us comfortably.
Over time as our family tree grew…
(which now, looking back seems so brief)
this table expanded to fit us…
all we had to do was add a leaf.
And when our family grew too big
and there was no more room for this table to grow…
we set up a card table close by to handle the overflow.
For many years this is how we celebrated…it was a beautiful sight to see….
and we were perfectly happy being a two-table family.
But with three of our family members now moved and unable to get away…
we were back to sitting around one table this Christmas holiday.
And even though we Face-Timed the whole evening…
played our games…had lots of fun…
I confess to one wistful moment in the beginning
when I realized we’ve gone from two tables…back to one.
Life moves on…it changes as each year into another blends.
Which means we’re constantly redefining the boundaries
and how far our family extends.
But speaking as a parent and grandparent
to all our family members…wherever you may roam
there will always be a table…or two…waiting…
every time you come back home.