As a mother of 4 sons who are pretty much grown, I rarely see them on a daily basis. With their work schedules, school schedules, or just kickin' it schedules, Momma is usually not in the equation.
I miss 'em.
I miss those days of sitting on hard benches watching football games, creating raps for school talent shows, playing board games, and taking turns choosing the music as we cleaned up the house on Saturday mornings.
In order to keep up with my boys in this age of living 1ife 100 miles per hour, I had a thought, "What can I do to see them all at one time at least once a week?" As my brain began to churn, I thought about those $300 weekly grocery bills I use to have. "Yep, food is how I can get to them".
I texted them all and told them that we would be having Sunday dinner at 2pm the next week. Seconds later, my phone began to buzz as they all agreed that they would be there.
That was a year ago.
Sunday dinner in the Cook household has now become LAW. That moment when the spread is on the table and our hands interlock to pray is golden. Our time together may be as short as an hour or it may go on for the rest of the evening but what I do know is it's time well spent.