Making Memories Around The Table
As we sat in my kitchen on Christmas Eve, I realized that we were making memories. This was the Christmas when my daughter-in-law was with her ailing father. This was the Christmas that my granddaughter could not make it home because of her work commitment. The table that we sat around used to be in my great-grandfather’s home. It became mine years ago. One time when we were putting in the extra leaves, we discovered what I think is a date. We found a date in the 1870s. I am not positive that this is the date that it was manufactured, but if not, I know it is old. My grandfather told ...