These past five days we have shared five meals with extended family.
To me, Easter means so much more than food, but our celebrations are so often centred around food.
It's in this act of cooking, sharing our food, coming together around the table, eating and speaking over food that so much connection is created and celebrated.
In our coming together I stopped to notice all the wonder that comes when we take places around the table. In sharing food, thoughts and heart. Together.
So much happiness and gratitude was offered in our coming together as family these past five days. And I don't want to wait for a so-called good reason to celebrate that any more.
It may not be every weekend but a little more will only see us finding more joy, more connection, even more reasons to love. Of this, I'm sure.
xx
{A big thank you to my beautiful family I shared meals and memories with this past weekend. Elisa xx}
Do your family celebrations centre around sharing food?
There was a point with our first baby that I wondered if we would ever sit down to a meal together again.
She had an amazing way of crying the minute dinner o'clock sounded.
Dinner would be me feeding her, my husband feeding himself and when that was done we swapped roles.
This {of course} passed, and soon enough we were sharing a meal as a
family {the three of us}.
And then nine months ago when my littlest one arrived, I realised we were back to the dinner circus again. And I cringed a little {because I love meal times as a family} but I knew this too would pass.
And now we've arrived {in what seems like no time at all really} and the four of us sit down to dinner together every night.
I love it {even if more often than not little miss two wants to "try" what's on our plates, which is the same as what's on her plate}.
I love that we're all together doing the same thing {even if the conversation is little and halted between reaching for the wipes, cleaning mess and encouraging a toddler to eat her vegetables}.
This week for the first time in 12 weeks I sat down to a family meal with my parents, sisters and our little family of four.
All eight of us sharing food {laughing and talking over the top of each other} and our littlest one finally big enough to join in {doing the finger-food eating part all on her own}.
And that meal and those moments gave me a little piece of perfect, a little bit of bliss and a whole lot of love.
Elisa xx
{I'm so grateful for meals and memories made and shared as a family ~ Linking with loads more gratitude at Kidspot's 52 Weeks of Grateful.}
