I’m feeling a lot of mixed emotions as we part with our dining room table today.
Finally, after eleven years I have furniture that matches;
we’re selling it, having owned it less than a year.
It’s big enough to seat eight friends;
it spends most of its time covered in the clutter of a busy week.
My kid spent so many hours giggling, creating, and discovering in these chairs;
my kid peed on these chairs SO many times.
So many memorable pancake breakfasts;
so many forgettable arguments.
It’s so pretty.
That thing was so flippin’ hard to clean.
I don’t know when we’ll be sitting around a dining room table again;
I hope this table brings many, many blessings to its new home.