I used to be so afraid of the word “entertaining” and all that it entailed in my mind – a perfect house, cloth napkins, flowers, fancy food, and manners. I put too high of expectations on myself, and what I thought others would expect from me. I would let others volunteer to host dinners, and gatherings, because I knew I couldn’t juggle it all.
In turn, I missed out on many opportunities through the years to gather friends and family around our table to nurture them and love on them in a way that can only be done through a meal. I lost the importance of the gathering and instead got caught up in the details of impressing and pleasing.