I love that still, quiet sense of achievement you get when a big job has been done, and done well...
I just feel strong, and settled, and proud of myself today in the wake of my BBQ luncheon yesterday.
When I was a little girl, my parents didn't have dinner parties, or BBQs, or get togethers - and I have really had to learn how you play the perfect hostess by watching other people who looked like they knew what they were doing!
I have in the past supposed that I couldn't cook for, and take care of people in my home because I was too shy for all that. But I can see now that I was just too selfish and clueless instead.
Practicing hospitality is just that; practicing! It does take time to learn how to take care of people. And I have come to understand that it has to start in your heart. It has to be genuine. It has to be how you would treat the Queen if she came in for tea!
So like riding a bike, or learning to sew, I am learning to serve. And loving the still, quiet sense of achievement that follows good, hard work.