Haunted.
The last few months have been tough on families near me. Unexpected and tragically premature death. Adultery and remorseless betrayal. Slow wasting of mutual love. And just last week, violence of the sort that I thought lived only in the black-and-white minds of Hollywood screenwriters.
My family sits strong and intact amidst all of this drama. Whether Peter and I got lucky in our choices or just haven’t yet hit a chassis-wrenching speed bump, I don’t know. I do know that I want to nurture my family, hug my kids, and occasionally encircle the four of us in a cozy curtain to be just peaceful. My best tool for the job has always been a family dinner. I don’t presume to say that all of the hurt and crap that has befallen my friends could have been avoided by sitting down to eat together…just the opposite. In most of these cases, I never saw the hurt and crap coming, and I don’t believe they did, either. So in the face of that lack of foresight, dinner is all I’ve got. Dinner and hugs.
Family Dinner | jen | 
October 31, 2012 12:33 pm
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By Katherine, November 11, 2012 @ 9:31 pm
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