It’s 10 pm on Valentine’s Day. The house is clean and quiet, and as I sit here thinking back on our day, I wonder how my husband’s day went in the restaurant. We talked once before the dinner rush started at 4 pm and I look forward to the call from him saying he’s on his way home and that the night went well.
While many holidays are difficult for me being married to a chef, Valentine’s Day is not one of them. Valentine’s Day is CRAZY BUSY in the restaurant, so the thought of going out that evening is not appealing. So if my husband was off, we would be home, choosing to celebrate on another evening. But since that will never happen (at least I hope not as that would probably mean he was unemployed), here I sit in a quiet house by myself (with 3 sleeping children). (more…)
To conclude this series, today let’s think about all the customers that are going into the restaurants our chefs are working in.
For me, I picture a large fine dining restaurant, where people are dressed up, ready to meet family and friends to celebrate Christmas or just to enjoy a nice meal in the midst of all the hussle and bussle.
(Although I have to be honest. I am at the point where I have to ask my husband what restaurant he’s going to be at each day, because of transitioning into a new position at work. But for the holidays, I picture him at my favorite one!)
I know Christmas time is your favorite time of year. I love to see your excitement as we drive down the street and see Christmas lights. I love how you take the time to write a list of things you’d like to get your sisters and friends for Christmas. I love talking with you each morning at the breakfast table during our morning devotions as we talk about the birth of Jesus. You are all growing up so fast and Daddy and I are so proud of you.
In the midst of all the excitement, I know there are also times of sadness. You see me tear up when something reminds me of my Mom and rush to give me hugs. We also miss Daddy a lot this time of year as work is so busy. (Don’t forget he misses us too.) I know we talk about it a lot, but I don’t want you to ever forget that he is working hard to provide for us. (more…)