There are 1,019 miles between Denver and Seattle. Those miles were crossed within seconds, as I sat and watched thousands of miles away in a little town in Norway. My son met one of his aunts and his cousins for the first time, all of this courtesy of Skype Conference Calls. The call was a bit unstable but the smiles were easy to see.
Old picture of me and my sister with her husband before they got married.
Before he can fully digest one family member another one is tossed onto his plate. I don’t think he was totally prepared for such a large amount, but he is handling it with a viking appetite. It can’t be easy to have your whole world turned upside down or have a mother who keeps putting more food on the plate while saying, “Eat it up.” I guess that I am lucky he has a big appetite, but I also know when it is time to let the stew simmer for a while.
So far he has met in person two sisters, two nephews and a father. In little over a month he will be meeting me at the airport. In addition to that he has been on Skype with one brother, one step dad, one aunt and her husband, and 2 cousins. There are many more to meet and I hope with all my heart that he digests us well.