Hospitality

I am writing this the day after Christmas. We are in Sarasota Florida, away from our kids and many close relatives, but were invited to join a cousin and her kids for a Christmas meal. An uncle and aunt were there, and many of their kids. We walked in the door to hand shakes, hugs, and "what can we get you to drink". I have contended for years that I have some of the greatest relatives, and once again it was affirmed as we felt so welcomed. I hope all of you who might read this have great relatives like mine who always make sure that though you contribute to the chaos you also are "family". A belated "Merry Christmas!".