What I miss
I miss it when family or friends came to visit and we didn't sit in the living room but we sat around the large table, usually placed in a large kitchen or in a space we now call a dining room. Only there was not a door between the kitchen and dining area. Think like an old farmhouse kitchen. That table was in use from the time someone woke up, until the last person went to bed. We didn't grab a piece of fruit or a grain bar as we dashed out the door. We sat down, even if all we were eating was a piece of toast with a glass of milk. We took a few minutes, and planned out what our day was going to include. As kids, we let Mom know if we were going to a friend's house after school od ifvthere was a reason to stay after school. Maybe to work on a project, or ask a teacher a question or help to straighten the classroom by cleaning the chalkboards banging the erasers together to knock the chalk dust out of them. Or take out the yrash. Mostly the ones who lived close e...