The Table

To Our Table,

You are made of oak; good and strong. You have many uses throughout the day. At one point laundry is folded upon you and then you transform and become a place to make and display our artwork. While you support these tasks you also display our daily dose of fruit, enabling the temptation for good foods to befall. However important these duties are though, none are as important as your nightly obligation.

It takes place in the evening when the entire family gathers around you; both adult and child. When all are assembled it is you, our mighty oak table that supports the dishes with which we all eat upon. But that is not the task of which holds importance. It comes from those whom you support. It is the people that you allow to gather round. For without you, the conversations that occur at such a gathering would cease to exist.

As our table, you create an environment that allows the child to discuss her troubles from her day at school. You allow the laughter which is initiated by dad. You allow a child’s first joke to occur. Updates are given on distant families and friends. Accomplishments of the day are told round you with pride and compliments are given. It is as if the fighting desists and the good times begin.

Our table; what a great purpose you hold. For you allow relationships to blossom, memories to be made and love enhanced. Our table; our unassuming crossroad. You are not only functional in household tasks, but you are obliging in our family resolve for unity and closeness.