"Dear Bill,
"Hi, its me. I know I've been standing off for a while since Christmas. Its just been hard for me to get out as much as I'd like.
"But seeing you strolling in your spring jacket one evening last week reminded me that I have a job to do.
"So I'm back baby! And I'm ready to freeze your balls off.
"Love, Winter"
-21, -30 with the wind chill. Brrrrrrrrrr.........
Kim and I both appreciate family, but its hard to be able to keep up decent relations with all the family we have combined. Not only is there Kim's extended family, I have my mother's family, my father's family, and my step-father's family! Needless to say, I don't visit with all of them as much as they'd like.
My father's family I get to see the least for a variety of reasons, so when we got an invite to a small get together in Athens for my Grandfather's 86th birthday and Kim and I had no plans, I jumped at the chance for the quick visit. Kim and I both get nervous when going into situations where we don't know people that well and everyone else knows everybody else extremely well, but after we said hi and settled in I was able to relax a little and join in the conversations.
You know what? Even though I've seen most of these people only once or twice a year for most of my life, just being in the room with them and listening to and participating in their conversations I can feel the family reseblance. It reverberates in my very being, I just know that I'm related to these people. The humour, the interests, the easy going attitudes, I am constantly surprised at how at home I feel after the initial nervousness passes.
And as I sit there watching and listening to my unlces and aunt talk and joke I know that somehow I'm seeing parts of my father there before me, the father I know only through stories and pictures.
We had Kim's parents and cousin over for dinner last night. Kim cooked a delicious ham (I love me some cooked ham baby!) and I made mashed potatoes and steamed broccoli. It was good stuff but I felt really full afterwards. I blame Andrew. *nods sagely*
I turn 32 in less than four weeks. All I want for my birthday is to be five years younger. That's not too much to ask is it?
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