I know dinner is important. We need to eat, but also we need to gather. So much of our schedules vary from day to day and from season to season. There is summer, school, activities, programs and their rehearsals, vacations, and meetings. There does not seem to be a consistent time allotted just for dinner.
Every so often I make the effort to reestablish dinner as it should be. That brings me to now, where I am trying again. Six seems to be the moment when most of those that live here breeze in and then out of our home. I struggle to have something prepared because I am not always here before that time. A part of me keeps saying that this is an important issue and not to give in to the rush of life. I am getting better at using the crock pot and assigning others to finish what I may have started earlier.
There is something that says "Welcome home, you are important to me.", when there are plates on the table and the smell of something to fill your tummy. I do think it is worth the struggle. At the table more conversations take place, unlike gathering around the television.
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