Crazy. C & P is still messed up. I copied most of the post this time.
Our family dinners/ suppers growing up were awesome.
It was just something we automatically did. No one really thought about it.
Families ate together. They laughed and talked. Friends were invited. We never knew what we would end up talking about. We just talk about whatever we wanted to.
All of us. There was so much laughter and even a few tears.
We had awesome home cooked meals. From the farm.
Bobby and I did the same. Whether it was just the 2 of us…his cousins. ..youth and church groups….. friends…family….
Then Danny and I.
We don’t eat together. Not my choice.
You would think after 10 plus years that it wouldn’t matter. It does. Every single day.
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