It's about time

Time waits for no man, woman, or child
I meant to get the table done in time for Thanksgiving, but I ran out of -- wait for it, because it won't wait for you any more than it did for me -- time.
(That's a four-letter word if ever there was one.)
Brittany provided so many cute pictures of Ember
(Speaking of four, that's how many years it had been since I updated what I call the Time Table).
But I got it done in December, on one of the days that Michael, our retired contractor friend, was working away upstairs on the guest bath.
The picture of Andrew in uniform was taken at my mother's funeral
(Which remodel I shall reveal to you later this week.)
In case you are not already aware, the subject table occupies an alcove at one end of our kitchen.
There is a picture of Mom with her baby brother, the last time he saw her
If you'd like to know the provenance of what I refer to as our Time Table and learn more about its various iterations over the last dozen or so years, you're welcome to read about it here and here.
To summarize, the first time I decided to make a collage of family photos on the table, I printed out the pictures on my printer, in black and white, but on softly colored paper.
Any good pictures of the pirate went under the glass, haaha
At that time, the table sat in our front room dining area, and we did not use it for dining. It was serving as more of a desk and all-purpose surface -- which does not mean it was covered with stuff. It wasn't.
But it saw lots of action.
There's one of Dagny sitting in a tree in Ridge Spring, South Carolina
I printed those first pictures out big -- the size of the paper. There were maybe fifty of them beneath the glass.
The original idea then morphed into the collage of four-by-six black-and-white prints that I use now.
One of the last pictures of my mom, still with a big smile on her face
By then, the glass-topped trestle table had been moved into the kitchen eating alcove, and Erica had painted the wood that shows, matte black.
I think that was around 2013.
Newborn Baby Rhett's picture is right in the middle of this one
As I update the table, the pictures from past versions are placed in albums.
This latest table contains more pictures than ever before -- approximately one hundred seventy-five.
Pets past and present are pictured
With a few exceptions, the photos are exclusively of events that occurred in 2018, 2019, 2020, and 2021.
The exceptions are photos of TG's and my parents and grandparents, which are positioned in the center of every version of the table.
Here's Wednesday the Tuxedo Cat
Building out on each side of those vintage photos (they are copies; the originals are safe from fading) are pictures of TG and me on our wedding day and of our children on their wedding days.
This time, I added the wedding photos of Andrew and Brittany, and of Chad and Erica, both from 2018.
Birthdays and vacations and all manner of special moments are memorialized
Their children Ember and Rhett were born in 2019 and 2021 respectively, and I was eager to add them.
Ninety-five percent of the photos under the glass were taken by me. Brittany and Stephanie have contributed pictures of their children, because without those, I wouldn't have enough of the grands who live in other states.
TG in the stocks in Salem, Massachusetts, 2019
When it's time to do a new table, I see it as a big project, which can seem overwhelming at first contemplation, but which turns out to be more satisfying than burdensome.
I begin by going back in my photos and selecting the pictures. This time I chose two hundred.
Pets and kids get lots of love and it's right there on the table
Then I have to edit each one, to resize them if necessary, and make them black and white. They are then stored in a folder on my desktop until I'm certain I have everything I need.
At that point I order the prints, getting the best price possible. This time that was nine cents per print, the lowest offered online -- I'm pretty sure it was Walmart.
We look at the table and remember God's faithfulness in good times and bad
The upload process was easy as pie, and I got my pictures promptly, and there were no mistakes.
On the day I designated to do the work, TG and I moved the glass off of the table -- always a tense moment -- and placed it on a large rubber mat TG had put on the floor beside the table, and leaned it against the wall.
The only color picture is of Melanie on her fifteenth birthday two years ago
I removed all of the photos -- yes, they're taped down -- and set them aside for later, when I'd put them in their album.
A new black tablecloth was placed just so, and I spread out all of my new pictures.
The pictures are all family except for one friend, plus our pastor
It took until late afternoon, and there were too many pictures to fit so I had to make a few dozen cuts, but the result was a table more packed with pictures than ever before.
In an unprecedented move, this time the table includes one color picture -- of Melanie, on her fifteenth birthday. She's now seventeen. Stephanie had given me a few photos of that day and they were so sweet of our special girl, with her brightly colored butterfly balloon, that I decided to break with tradition.
Pictures of Andrew and Brittany's wedding were added this time
In another departure from the norm -- in the past it was strictly members only -- there are two pictures of Andrea, a dear family friend who sits with us in church.
Over the past few years, she has been invited to a number of our family gatherings. Someday maybe I will tell you her story.
Chad and Erica's nuptials are featured as well
There is also a picture of our pastor, with Dagny.
The kids and grandkids love the table. In fact, everyone who sees it seems drawn to it and intrigued by it.
Joel and Stephanie are pictured on their wedding day, as are TG and me
I read once that children are greatly benefited by seeing pictures of themselves in the home. It solidifies their sense of belonging and of being loved, and of their importance in the scheme of things.
That goes for children of all ages. Even adult children.
Pictures on the table include memorable times and places
Audrey first saw the new table a few days after it was completed. TG and I were out of town and she'd come by to take care of my cat. I hadn't told anyone that the table had been redone.
I knew they would all notice immediately because they never fail to look at the pictures on that table, no matter how many times they've seen them. I think they all have favorite shots; I know that I do.
Pictures of TG's and my parents and grandparents have been on every version of the table
Audrey told me later that it was a good thing she was alone when she noticed the new pictures, because she got emotional.
As the others began coming by because the Christmas season was getting underway, they examined the updated table with great interest. I had to remove everything so that they could see it all. There was a lot of laughter and a few tears.
Pictures from tables past go into albums for future reference
There are the new baby pictures, and photos of our other babies growing up, and of everyone growing older. Pictures of my mother, who went to heaven in late 2020, at the end of her life.
I wish you could see the faces of my beloveds when they see their faces on the table, and the faces of their children and those they love most in the world, and those they have loved who are gone.
The table waits until we gather again
They point and laugh and say Look! to one another, and gab about when and where the pictures were taken.
They marvel at the way they have changed, and they ways in which their children have grown, and the aggregate of experiences that make up a life -- all of our lives, progressing swiftly, on a timeline.
Assembled together, the pictures pack a punch.
This table, as were all the tables before it, is potent with the power of memories and of love, and of the passage of -- wait for it, because it will most certainly not wait for you -- time.
Let's make the most of what's left.
And that is all for now.
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Happy Monday

