family reunion, finally

Thanksgiving 2019. 

Over 18 months ago. 

That was the last time we all got together. 

But today, finally, that ends. 

We meet. 

Maskless. And with hugs. In Jason and Amanda's idyllic home.

Had Sally and Alexander been able to come, it would have been perfect.

And it all feels remarkably normal.

No conversation even includes mention of COVID, or vaccinations, or anything else that has dominated our lives for the past 15 months. 

Amanda is the best hostess. 

Although she gets a lot of help from 5-year old Chloe who loves offering to get everyone drinks. creating little appetizers, and making sure we are all seated comfortably. Chloe also tells me she likes my hair, "because it looks like a rainbow." The same reason (different words) why one of my sisters doesn't like it.

I meet some people I've never before met. Or, that I haven't seen in so long they've forgotten my name.  

There's the youngest, Charlotte, who is less than two months old.

And Jack, who was born last April.

And Henry who was Charlotte's age the last time I saw him.

Oh, and though I've met Chloe and Isabel numerous times, it's been so long they'd both forgotten my name. 

I also finally get to meet Dominik whom I'd only ever met on Zoom.

Jean and her family drive down from the Cape.

Joined by my mom.

Rita of course is also present.

There's plenty of amazing food.

Some swimming; it's over 90 degrees and hot.

Lots of picture posing, that no one seems to mind.

I can't say it's been worth the wait, as that implies the wait's been worth it. 

But like all families, 15 months of not getting together is just too long. But when it finally happens... it is oh so nice.