You see I come from a family of storytellers. When we get together, we sit at the kitchen table and share stories and experiences. Some stories are as familiar as an old pair of boots that fit perfectly because we have traveled the long road together. We may all know the story by heart, but the telling is the important thing. The shared laughter, love, and exasperation bind us together into a patchwork quilt of shared experience. And like a quilt, the interlocked pieces are stronger and more comforting than any individual element. Our stories remind us of who we are and how we are connected. They remind us that we are family.
Welcome to the kitchen table. You too can participate by posting a comment or by sending me a message. It’s all good.