The Kitchen Gathering Place For Food, Clutter and Family

The moment I enter the kitchen I feel...

At home.

Sometimes tired after a long day and now having to make dinner. Sometimes frustrated because the sink is overflowing and the counters are dirty which means the kids haven't done their chores. Sometimes annoyed that the chocolate I hid in the back of the refrigerator is gone when I am looking for it late at night.

But always, I feel at home.

The kitchen is the place I have a constant reminder of my mom in her framed hand-written recipes hanging on my wall.

The kitchen is the place everyone congregates all the time. Sometimes 2 people sometimes more than 20 people.

The kitchen is the place I've broken bread with friends.

The kitchen is the place I've shed tears with the same friends.

The kitchen is the place all the clutter seems to gather.

The kitchen is the place we all gather after school and work to share our day.

The kitchen is the place we've done homework, paid bills and written books.

The kitchen is the place we have our family arguments.

The kitchen is the place we share our family laughter.

The kitchen is the place we have late night indoor soccer games.

This post is part of #AprilMoon15, a series of daily writing prompts found at Kat McNally Words To Soothe The Weary Soul.