My kitchen table has high miles.  And I adore avery scratch, glass ring, and dried food spot on it!  Sitting around the kitchen table with family is joyous!  And by family, I don’t mean relatives.

I learned a long time ago that people around me that love and support me are my family.  People that I love and support also count me as a member of their family.  What a great gift that is!  Sure I have relatives…lots of them!   They are part of my family, and I love them, really I do.  But family is wider and more far reaching than just relatives.  Realizing that means that I never feel alone.  It also means that the scratches and dents on my table are to be admired and not buffed out or covered up.

There have been countless weeknight dinners, playing games, doing homework, writing notes. and snacking done at this table. Kids, family, school friends, and neighbors often gather at this table. It is love shared.  So don’t be embarrassed about that beat up kitchen table…appreciate it.

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