Why I joined the hospitality industry
I’ve been thinking about the notion of hospitality recently.
Having once again hosted the family for Christmas last year, I’m only too aware of the work and expense involved opening our doors and sharing our table with family.
In recent years, we’ve also been challenged with hosting a few teenage parties at home.
While guest numbers have been modest, I’ve always been a little taken aback by well-meaning parents expressing their mock horror that we were prepared to run the risk of being heavily outnumbered by young people — some we’ve known and some we haven’t — looking for a fun night out.
I wish they could see how wellmannered most of them are, with the soon-to-be young women kissing me on the cheek as they cross our threshold at the start of the evening and the almostyoung-men shaking hands with my husband as they leave.
We’ve also hosted more long-term teenage guests, which, at times has not been easy.
Waiting to use the (only) bathroom in the morning while our guest makes the most of the hot water can be tiresome while the expense of feeding the bottomless pit that is a growing teenage boy can add up.
But despite the occasional hiccup, I wouldn’t change a thing. Because opening our home and our hearts to strangers has almost always paid off.
My children have been party guests at other people’s homes — where I hope they have behaved themselves — and they’ve also been the beneficiaries of hospitality overseas, where generous families have taken a chance on the unknown and made a place for them at theirheir tables. Because when we open our hearts and homes to strangers, it turns out we’re the winners.
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