Nelson, Party of 2

For a long time now, "Nelson, party of 2" seemed great. Cozy. The two of us, doing what we wanted, when we wanted, how we wanted. It was all about us, and that was just perfect. That is, until we started to realize it wasn't really so perfect at all. Sure, we have had lot's of guests at our table over the years. Family, their children, friends, their children, neighbors, their children, co-workers and, yes, their children too. We've had lively conversations around that table, a few heated debates around the table, and many celebrations around the table. We've had our pets at the table too. (But mooching is a story for another day). Our table has been set lavishly, and simply. We've had gourmet meals there, and have had our share of mac and cheese dinners there as well. But there is one thing that has become glaringly obvious: There is an empty chair there where our child should be sitting.