Doing What People Do
When we lived on the South Coast we very rarely had visitors. If we did; it was either James’ family who never stayed very long and always left before the meals I had prepared or my family who had to stay, which seemed stressful and didn’t lend towards a joyful time together.
Now, that we’re all settled in our new place we are finally doing things that real people do. Having people over. Making dinner. Enjoying each other peoples company. And now that James has a BBQ I feel, somehow, like we’re actually people suddenly. Even if we’re not having visitors.
I don’t know how to explain what I am saying here. I never thought we were really lacking in our family life, though it was quite lonely. In the here and now, however, I am finding I love to host dinners and Christmas. I love playing cards and having a rowdy night once in a while. Pumping some music, having people dance and hang, water fights and fruit platters.
The children are loving it, except if they have to go to bed before the cards begin. And there’s just this strange feeling now that we’re proper. This is the stuff I never really got. The things people do on Australia Day, on summer holidays and at Christmas time.
Unfortunately, this is probably not going to last with people moving and so on.
It seems like something so small and yet it’s something that makes me feel so happy. The lead up can be a tad stressful but, I figure I will soon know what I am doing and be much more organised.
What are your tips for little gatherings?