Monday, 01 March 2010 05:15
Written by Matt
The sun is low and the clear sky is colored in orange, pinks and a deepening blue. As I return home, I pull my Jeep into our three-car garage and admire our home. Spanish-tile roof, adobe shell, beautifully landscaped and lots of windows.
I enter the house and am greeted by my four beautiful children, my smiling wife, the nanny and the wonderful aroma of dinner cooking. Within 10-15 minutes, we are all sitting down to eat and we compliment the nanny on yet another amazing meal. While our home has a formal dining room, we tend to save that for larger parties, choosing instead to eat at the table alongside the kitchen. Blue ceramic tile on the walls, thick, rough-hewn wooden beams lining the ceiling, granite countertops and warm colors adorn the kitchen. To the right of the range, a great set of pots and pans hang from a copper rack overhead.
The house has an immediate effect on people, as most comment on the warmth and love they feel as they cross over the threshold. They marvel at how good they feel here and Grace and I always enjoy complete harmony with our guests. We have people over for dinner all the time and we have made some really great life-long friendships since moving here.
Over dinner, our conversation is harmonious and nurturing. Everyone at the table feels heard, loved and appreciated. We always enjoy listening to and supporting each other and we truly appreciate one another, differences and all. The kids are excited about school and life and Grace is excited about her projects and volunteer work. The nanny sits with us and is considered a member of our family. We are all filled with a sense of completeness when we sit together over our meals (it is rare when we don’t share both breakfast and dinner together as a family.)
When we finish eating, the kids ask to be excused and take their plates to the sink. As the nanny begins to clean up, my wife and I sit and finish our conversation, then we go play with our kids, engaging them in their activities. The nanny finishes in the kitchen and says good night as she leaves for home. The kids run up to hug her and she returns their love with equally big hugs. She adores our whole family and we adore her. This person will be our nanny, then our housekeeper for a very long time.
Once the nanny leaves, we continue playing with the kids until it is time for books and bedtime. They go down peacefully and in complete comfort and security. They know at their cores, they are loved and safe, always.
My wife and I reconvene in the kitchen, talk a little, then kiss. From there, things heat up. Our relationship is mutually full of tenderness, warmth, compassion, listening, nurturing, respect, admiration, understanding, passion and love.