The Company You Keep


Growing up we were always the house that everyone stopped in and visited.  And I heard many, many times that it doesn’t matter what time of the day or night you stop by, my mother would always have fresh coffee and delicious food available.  Everyone felt comfortable and at home at our house.  And the house was always full.  There was much laughter, fun, lots of food and an extra plate at meal time.

I told my boyfriend to expect lots of company once we moved to a more convenient and central location. Cat allergies aside, there would be lots of visitors.  And this weekend it started.  We have been in the new house maybe 5 weeks.  There are still boxes to unpack and pictures to hang.  The floor needs a sweep and probably the upstairs carpet a vacuum.  But that’s OK.  My friends know that my house will never be perfect.

Saturday my Boyfriends mother came over for a visit and laundry (while they wait for their new washer and dryer to be delivered).  I love that fact that we live so close to them that they can pop over for something like that.  When I was younger and in college I lived that close to my parents, but never as an “adult.” Mom would call and tell me about the delicious goodness she was cooking for dinner and if I wasn’t busy, would I join them.  I was usually over in 5 minutes or less.  And I felt like such an adult the first time she came over for coffee.

Sunday was more company as a cousin of one of my best friends came by for a visit and dinner.  It was great.  A house is not a home without love, laughter, good food and good friends.  It’s the company that you keep that turns a house into your home.

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