Is Hospitality a thing of the past? I imagine if you are in your midlife years you have wondered this question once or twice. I can not give precise answers just an opinion based on the younger generations I deal with day to day and year to year.
Based on most of them My honest opinion is that they are loosing that part of what other generations haveconsidered Hospitality. I ask again is hospitality a thing of the past?
Do you remember coming to Grandma’s for Christmas and snatching some Christmas Fudge off dessert tables? Do you remember Sunday Family Dinners with Fried Chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, corn on the cob and of course biscuits? That is hospitality to someone in my generation.
Today’s younger generation’s say there is no time for home cooking and house cleaning. Life is to fast pace and full of gadgets. A reminder this is just one person’s opinion but as a Mom and A Grandma…I enjoy my visits better if I feel welcomed and the place is full of warmth and hospitality.
So do you think Hospitality is a thing of the Past?
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As the caregiver listens to the small young man trying to convince his grandpa to put up a Christmas Tree before Thanksgiving, her mind wonders to a short ten years earlier.
She has only loved two men in her lifetime, the first was her father a man that loved the holidays and passing on the spirit that came with Christmas. The tree was always up by Thanksgiving and not taking down before New Year’s Day. Christmas movies were a way to spend the evenings and even as an adult you just want to crawl under the Christmas tree to see what his creative mind found far your gifts. Growing up underneath the tree was never full but you could see the love.
The other was the man she married although a good man he was not into the holidays and actually loved the phrase uh hum bug. Sparking holiday spirit out of this man took some work. Especially when Christmas movies were turned on, it took the excitement of a child’s voice from the other room to cause him to peak at a movie but he loved stealing as many Christmas cookies as she could bake until he’s tummy ached.
Ten years earlier though the first man she loved went to heaven, while she watch them place him in a hole, other people called his last resting place; she dug dip into the hole of her heart. Buried Christmas and smiles and life as she knew it down deep. She managed to keep that hole shut for five years. Then her son announced he would be a Father. Her daughter said “MOM, this means you have a new life to teach the Christmas Spirit!” Although the hole in her heart has been opened, she wonders what the next hole will chase away. Will it Chase away holiday spirit again or people? Time will tell all.
Here we are the middle of July. August will arrive in no Time. Fall is a favorite season for me. Time to get ready to bunker down while the Clock ticks by the passing of winter. Each neighbor doing their own things and wondering when they will see each other again.
Preparing for the holiday season to arrive. Lots of baking and homemade gifts being prepared, keeping a watchful eye and ear open to hear about all the deer hunters and their journey through the deer season. The Clock has shown how much time has pasted since the season before.