Gues Who's Coming To Dinner

I love that my adults like to invite friends to spend time with us. That's one of the qualities I enjoy most about my son-in-law Dave. From the very beginning of their marriage they've always welcomed friends (or as Wendy calls them--"her boys")into their home. In the beginning it was single Marines that they'd invite to share a meal, a weekend, or a holiday. "The boys" were always welcome because Wendy & Dave would open their home as a refuge from "the barracks".  Now it's any number of friends who are invited to be here with us.

Tonight is one of the nights when Dave has invited friends for dinner. I am cooking, but I don't have a definite number of guests and I don't know for certain who is coming. In the past this would have driven me completely crazy because I was just that person who had to be in control of the situation at all times. I wanted the house to look perfectly spotless. The food to be served had to be something out of the ordinary. The children three girls) had to be scrubbed clean and dressed impeccably with not a hair out of place! Today I have cleaned a little, but the house isn't Marine Barracks perfect. The children are now adults and are in charge of their own attire and cleanliness. The food on the menu is a little out of the ordinary, but it's nothing stupendously special (slow cooker smothered pork chops, mashed potatoes, tomato, zucchini, summer squash "casserole <i left out the potatoes>, and 4-layer cream cheese, pudding dessert). There is no panic over how many or who is coming for dinner. It will be fun just to have friends here who enjoy being in our home. That's something I've learned from my friend Crissy. I don't have to be in control! So, who's coming for dinner? I don't know and it's not a big deal!

Here's the postcard:

Dear Friend,

Guests coming for dinner. Can't wait to see who arrives to share the evening with us! Can you imagine Brenda being ok with not knowing every single detail? She's learned from her Southern friends to just open the door and let folks into her home...and heart. It's relationships that make life special!
Always,

Tilly