After I had cooked dinner, my daughter came out of her room and said, “Mom, you have my permission to make this again!”
This is a comment I read today. What struck me wasn’t that the daughter loved the food her mother had cooked. It was the fact that she “came out of her room” while apparently eating it.
When I was growing up, it was very important for our family to have dinner together. Every night we would either sit around the dining table or spread out in the living room with our TV trays. Even though we always had background noise to block out the sound of each other eating, we were all in the same room. That was our family’s daily quality time.
That’s when we would catch up on the day’s events, what was said, done and what was coming up tomorrow. We shared the happy moments we had experienced and the disappointments. Everyone, who wanted to, had a chance to talk. We laughed and teased each other, and I’m sure we argued every now and then too, especially with the temper I had as a child. But no matter what, that was a very special time for all of us.
Now that I have my own family, I’ve continued that tradition. Sometimes our dinners are rushed, but we’re together nonetheless. That time is important to us.
What I find interesting, is that when I mention to others about my family’s nightly dinners together, more often than not, they give me a perplexed look. They sometimes even laugh at the idea, as if eating together as a family is foreign and pointless. They can’t understand why a person would even bother attempting it. The people in their household rarely eat in the same room and usually at different times. Serve yourself. You eat when you eat, wherever you want to. No big deal.
I suppose for some families it’s not a big deal. That’s what they’re used to and if it works for them, then that’s what matters. But, I still can’t seem to wrap my head around a family who keeps themselves separated from each other. Where’s the family?
A family who eats together stays together… Sounds like good logic to me.
But it seems, according to many people I’ve talked to, that I’m the odd one when it comes to this.
What about you? Is it important for your family to eat together? Or, is it simply a tradition of the past, not very practical in today’s hectic world?
This post is part of SoCS: Temp