Growing up, I never expected to live over 800 miles away from my family, yet here I am in Atlanta and they remain in Texas. We talk on the telephone and I see them at Christmas, but there are so many other holidays that are usually spent with family, it’s easy to feel alone.
It didn’t take long for 2Fs family to adopt me after I moved to Atlanta in 1996. I really didn’t think there people still existed who would invite strangers over to family gatherings, but that’s exactly what they do. And they keep inviting me back, even though they know how weird I am, to share their holiday meals with them.
Tonight, it was a smaller gathering, just 2Fs, his parents, his older sister, his brother-in-law, and Rose, a fellow transplant, like myself, who has unofficially been made part of the clan. The grandkids have married and started their own families and are in California and North Carolina. Being the youngest at the table, a mere 45, I was concerned I would be forced to hunt Easter eggs, but they let me off the hook. Instead, we just chatted about what to do when a monk wanders into your office after cutting his finger off with a circular saw, how to respond when the vet informs you your Cocker Spaniel has torn her ACL and her football career is over, and how one should react when entering the train station and an elderly lady in Sunday best suddenly points at you and screams, “Fornicator!”
In addition, we tried to remember who was friends with whom on Facebook and how to find one another on the Facebook app on our iPhones to send friend requests. Evidently, I’ll friend anybody! They also got a kick out of my virtual bubble wrap app.
The evening ended with 2Fs’ mom handing out our Easter baskets. That’s what makes it real, isn’t it? When a woman who didn’t give birth to you hands you a basket filled with plastic grass, jellybeans and milk chocolate eggs.
After going to church with 2Fs this morning and hearing everyone talk about how Christ has risen, it’s inspiring to be reminded that there are still people who act like Jesus is watching without trying to impress Him.
Have you been adopted by another family?