All of us will have that empty seat at the table this Holiday Season. While we begin to hear all of the Holiday cheer songs like” It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year”. It is a time that we use to love and now dread. I know for me the three years that Kenneth and I were married the Holidays were filled with love and laughter. I can remember our first Christmas how we stayed up all night, he cooked and I watched. We had family over his family, his children, my family, my daughter. He was so excited about preparing the food. He peeled shrimp and cleaned fish. I layer on the sofa and was so excited at how happy he was. I cleaned the house and made sure that all guests would be comfortable upon arrival. It was one of the best days ever. We took so many pictures, we had enough food to feed the neighborhood. I had one dish to cook and it was the cornbread for the gumbo. My stepson Kennth Jr. asked, “who made this nasty cornbread”? My husband laughed, I said, I made it with this disappointed look on my face.
Everyone in the house agreed that the cornbread was awful. My husband said; “I did not marry my wife for her cooking”, and he assured me that it was okay. I wish that I could go back to that day, and live it all over again. The only thing I would do differently is make some better cornbread (lol) For the last two years, the seat at my table has been empty. The laughter that once came from that chair is not there anymore. That seat is empty and the person who once bought m so much joy is no longer here to eat the food that is prepared, no longer here to enjoy a glass of sweet ice tea or kool-aid. That seat is empty and each time I look at that seat I know that my world will never be the same since that seat at the table is empty. All I can do, all any of us can do is try to make the best out of our situations and try and not dwell on the empty seat at the table, but all of the joy that the person who once sat in the seat has brought into our lives.