Always grew up eating dinner with my family, always.
Had to finish my glass of milk no matter what.
I brought this into my relationship and me and my fiance eat at the table together every time we cook dinner.
I miss it, a lot. Soak it in while you can imo.
I recently got a quilt from my mom I always wanted and she gave it up finally.
It smells like home still, I slept with it the other night and it was such a good feeling.
I might be taking it back to my mom when I visit for her to wash it and have it sit in the house for a couple days to bring it back from time to time lol.
That is so lovely
Yes youre right
We should cherish what we could while we have the chance
We also grew up eating together with the family
There were so many table manner rules
One of them was kind of similar to your milk rule(?)
No leaving the table until the father finishes his meal