Engraved With Memory

December 1, 2010 | 4 comments

Once a upon time, this happy homemaker bought a table,
a wooden table,
a very nice and long and shiny kitchen table.

And she wanted it to stay perfect.

And then she remembered: She lived on a farm,
not the Louvre.

Did the happy homemaker revolt, seeking revenge by covering the wooden slab with a plastic tablecloth? Or did she and the table live happily ever after?

You can find out by pulling a chair up to the table over at The High Calling today, where I’m writing about my table (and, um, perhaps a wee bit about my obsessive tendencies)…

by | December 1, 2010 | 4 comments


  1. Carol

    Yeah! I am first to comment. That never happens…thanks to late start!! Anyway, I LOVED your story over at high callings. I have been there, done that. That was once my kitchen floor, now scratched, tattered and coming up at the seams, but I am ok with that. At first, I was a FREAK about it. Those things don't matter so much now that I am older, wiser, and a grandma. Hard to keep life from happening when it is all around, and I would not have it any other day. Have a wonderful day sister!

  2. Jennifer @ Getting Down With Jesus

    Ah Carol … You are a blessing. Thanks for sharing your thoughts here. Sometime, I'd love for you to come on over for coffee. We could put a few dents in my table. 🙂

  3. Thoughts for the day

    Our birdseye maple table is resting in our garage waiting for someone to purchase it. We received an oak one from family due to a death and it has not settled with me yet. I love the old birdseye maple one with rickety chairs and carved wood, it has personality and presence.
    It is era 1940-1950 and has wedged itself into my 'dining room'… I do believe the decision to bring it back in will take place after the holidays.
    It matches our home better.
    ( I posted this on the wrong site I put it on the highcalling site~ Oops)

  4. elaine @ peace for the journey

    I love that your tells a story, lots of them over the years. Undoubtedly, you've all added to its worthiness over the years, making it an irreplaceable treasure.

    Such a graceful, lovely way to live a life.

    Keep to it.



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