Happy Monday! Did you have a nice weekend? We had a very nice warm and sunny day yesterday and drove up the interstate about half way between our home and our son's to meet him for lunch. It is always good to see him and have a meal and good conversation. His job often takes him out of state and his investigative work and management of others in his field doesn't allow for him to tell too many details, but we always get to hear about the traveling end of the job. One of his latest trips for work took him to California for meetings where his group got to tour Alcatraz and the next week saw him in Orlando for yet more meetings where he got to visit Epcot Center. BG and I have never been to either place. We did visit Disney World when the kids were young, but Epcot wasn't finished at that time.
Yesterday, January 19, was the date of my mother's birth. I always think of her on this date, and to honor her memory, I made myself a cup of tea using a cup from a set of china she bought for me as a wedding gift over 40 years ago. It isn't Spode or Wedgewood, but a simple set of china that my mother collected a few pieces at a time from a grocery store promotion that offered a different piece each week. She collected enough for a service for 12 along with a platter, covered casserole, and serving bowls.
I love looking at beautiful tables, but I also know it's not the quality or pattern of the dishes that make a table sparkle. It's the love and laughter in the faces gathered there to share a meal, such as the meal we shared yesterday with our son in a little ordinary cafe. My holiday tables are now minus many place settings with my parents, grandmother, and brothers now gone, but their faces and laughter have never been forgotten, especially my sweet mother who dearly loved holidays. Happy Birthday, Mom.
Until next time...