I remember Sunday afternoons when I was a little girl. After Church we would always go to my Grandmothers on my Father's side of the family to eat Sunday dinner. The whole family would come to eat together. All my aunts, uncles and cousins would come in most of them wearing their church clothes.
Grandmother made a huge meal every Sunday. Fried chicken, green beans, creamed corn, macaroni and cheese casserole, and home made biscuits or cornbread. She also made her infamous peanut butter cake. She had one of those stainless steel cake plates that you had to turn just right to get the lid off of it. It probably is a good thing it was hard for us kids to open it or we might have got in trouble trying to get to the cake before we had our lunch.
Grandmother lived in an old house way out in the boon docks. She had a dirt driveway that me and my cousin loved to sit in and make mud pies. What I miss the most about those Sunday afternoons are the time we spent together where we were not in a hurry to go to a sale or to do something else. We took the Lord's day relaxing and enjoying our family ties.
Seeing how those were harder times, it always baffles my mind when I look back and see how much harder even the simplest task for us was back then and yet, we still had more time to visit and take it easy on Sunday. Now days, we have everything at the touch of a button and absolutely no time for taking it easy or enjoying time spent visiting with our loved ones.
Could it be that technology has robbed us from our emotions and intimate relationships. That what we hold as important in our society today, keeps us from what really is important; time with family.
This all crossed my mind, since it's Sunday afternoon. If you have any thoughts that you would like to share about Sundays when you were growing up, I would love to have you share your memories.Sunday of yesterda
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