new table cloth
There are 2 places that are really hard for me to be when another one of my birdies leaves the nest. Sunday church row and my dinner table. Jeremiah left about 10 days ago and he is the third to leave the rhythm of my home. I knew it was coming but it was still really hard to go to church and sit in our row and not have him there. Palpably, achingly hard. But this is the way this goes. They grow up, they graduate from high school and they do what they do. Claire and Isaac both chose to go to school right here in town but that still didn't change the way the row at church felt.....or the way I set the table for dinner each night. Ironically, or may be not, 2 of the hardest tasks for me as a mom has been to get everyone up and dressed and to church on time week after week, and secondly, the mad rush to get dinner on the table to feed my family. When they were all really young it was chaos and crying and struggle....and when...