So long actually that I had some of my cousins saying 'gee the last time I saw you, you were only this big' or 'I haven't seen you since you were a kid'. The best thing about it though was other than the conversations about 'what do you do with yourself' and 'Really, you've got Four kids' things were so comfortable and comforting at such a sad time.
We talked and reminisced and shared photos and stories. This is what I love, love, love about family getting together, particularly family that used to do so much together, is the story telling, the remembering and the sharing of favourite memories. This is so special, we talked about my Grandma and her two sisters, about their growing up and their courtships during and after the war, then the growing up and family gatherings.
Since I've been back my family has been emailing me lots of photos, and I have been sent a recording of my Grandma's youngest sister sharing her memories (turns out my grandmother was dating two men at the same time when she first met my grandfather, scandalous!). My favourite thing from family has been the photo below taken at my Mum and Dad's wedding, outside the church, the same church where I was married, and that lamppost, it's still there!
So this week I am grateful for family, family spread far and wide, family sharing stories and memories and reminiscing. I hope my kids have the same comfort and love of family as they get older.
Linking up with Maxabella at Village Voices for 52 Weeks of Grateful