This and That or Nothing At All

Each day when the sun sinks beneath the trees to the west and twilight slips on shadowed feet over the town, I think about past days when the family would gather around the dining table . Supper was never a silent affair. We talked. I don’t think we solved any of the world’s problems, we just spoke about whatever was important to us, what had happened that day, what we looked forward to tomorrow. We laughed and talked about everything as we ate. 

Sometimes I miss this small talk. I call it small, but it wasn’t, really. It was a time of sharing, a time of caring. It was good to have people around who were interested in what I had to say and I liked to hear what was important to others.

Perhaps that’s why in these “golden years” I enjoy my friends so much. We talk, we laugh, and sometimes we may sound like a bunch of birds twittering away but we enjoy it.

Yesterday Fran had a gathering at her house. We saw a video on biblical hermaneutics, Herman Who? It was informative and eye-opening. It was chock-full of important truths, any one of which would take a long while to ponder. We enjoyed coffee and an array of mouth-watering cakes. I confess that I sampled several. The fellowship was great. How wonderful to meet and share ideas in a comfortable, non-judgmental atmosphere.

Miss Kitty, Fran’s lovely orange cat, meandered among the guests, checking to see that we were all comfortable and at ease. Miss Kitty makes an appearance in the latest Darcy and Flora cozy, Grave Heritage. In this book, Miss Kitty is white, not orange, but her welcoming personality and her name are the same.

As a crowning touch to a very nice day, Matt and Dawn invited me to supper at their house last night. Being included in the lives of my grown children is a special blessing.

As night shades into morning and dawn bursts over the eastern horizon,I am grateful for another day, another opportunity to learn, to listen, to write, and with it all, to remember.