I bought the best & freshest stuff to feed these people. I am not an excellent cook but it's totally delightful to spend an entire afternoon in the kitchen making sure the food's gonna turn out fine. Cos u want your friends to have a decent meal. Cos they took time off, some putting aside their inconveniences, some after a day's tiring work, some after consecutive feasting sessions, to spend their precious time with us. What can I reciprocate such warm gestures with? I can never do enough for these wonderful people.
My best friend thanked me for slaving in the kitchen. (She's a real darling & a gem.) But really? When you do things for people you treasure, nothing is hard, nothing is slavery.
My best buddy-friend & her hubby left with such sincere, affirming words, validating the efforts we put into the house. She knows me well. It's not about wanting to have a beautiful home to show off to anyone. But it's really about doing the best with what's at our disposal, our limited resources, energy & time.
My new-found buddy-friend talked so freely about her cats & her plants. Her very obliging hubby interjected with jokes. I must say he loves & respects his wife, albeit quietly in the presence of others. He had to work that day & must have been exhausted. But there they were, they shared that moment with us generously.
I think that's why we made our home as comfortable as possible. Cos when friends & family stop by for a visit, we wish that they too will feel comfortable & feel at home.
Reflections:Sometimes, I scold myself for not loving & not reaching out more. I need my own space. My own time to mull over my issues. I love to write. I write to heal. My husband sometimes trips over his issues too. And he then needs his cave. His solace. But there's something magical about letting people into our living space. It draws more love out of us, it takes more of us when we put others before ourselves. I wish that in this new year, I let that happen more & more.
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