I hosted a meeting at our house on Tuesday night.  Again, it was one of those bittersweet things.  I’m on the board of a local woman’s organization and we rotate hosting the meeting at a different board member’s home.  Last year, I hosted this same first board meeting of the year at our house while Dan took Alexander to the National Night Out activities in our neighborhood.  As I was preparing for the meeting, I kept thinking about how this was going to be yet another experience I wouldn’t have with Alexander.

I prepared the same meal as I did last year.  I tried to tell myself I was looking for the quickest recipes and that I wasn’t conscioulsy choosing the same dishes, but it didn’t work.  The hardest part of the night for me was having to remove Alexander’s booster seat from the table.  We have 10 dining room chairs for our table and 10 people were attending the meeting.  Now that I’ve moved it, do I return his seat to the table?

I wasn’t prepared for the reaction of one of the board members attending the meeting.  When she came in, she looked a little flustered so I asked what was wrong.  She said it was the first time she’d been there since Alexander.  Surprisingly, I didn’t get sad but I was touched.

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