Thursday, January 26, 2012

The Start of The Day

Last week, out of the blue, Emery mentioned to me how much he appreciates all the times the table is set so pretty.  He always notices when I take that extra step to make things look nice.  He is a smart man and learned long ago to acknowledge such things, yet, at the same time, he is never one to say something he doesn't mean.  I like that about him.  He is honest and upright, always.   I am as you may have noticed, old fashioned in many ways.  Happy to be a stay at home wife.  There has not been a single day in our 33 years of marriage that I have regretted staying home in place of working outside the home.  I have plenty to do to keep me feeling fulfilled !  My mind runs with ideas and most of the time, I feel like I wish there were more hours in my day to get done the things on my list of "to do's".   
Starting the day off with a nicely set table, warm, home made food, no packages of something from the shelf or the freezer, but something cooked from scratch, is just one of the things I love to do.  When Emery comes in the house from doing chores and the house smells good from whats been cooking on the stove, his eyes light up and his grin is like that of a growing young man.   These are the simple moments in life that give me such joy.   And, when we bow our heads together at the breakfast table, Emery's deep and kind voice praying in thankfulness for all that we have, and lays before God the burdens we may have on that day, we feel bound in love even more.  A pretty table isn't hard to do, but the reward is great.  Little ones love it too.   
It need not be fancy, this mornings table was simple, but colorful, with a touch of nature to remind us of the Creators hand.


Teri said...

I wish in some ways that I could have been a stay at home wife, or at least a wife. Each day as I go to work I am thankful that I have a job, but still wish that my job was to be a wife and make a lovely home. Feel like that was really what I was supposed to be, but it didn't work out that way.

Teri @ Love From the Farm said...

Oh, Patty, I love your thoughts and sentiments. Your gratitude for all things is a blessing. I love the serenity that comes with my visits to your blog. Thanks for sharing. Teri

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