A Reunion and Introduction

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     Normally I can be found in close proximity to my computer.  My blog keeps me busy, as does my page on Facebook, as well as my numerous social networking accounts.  However, something occurred during the past two days that required my undivided attention.  This week I became an aunt for the first time, and I wanted to be there for my sister and her baby.  I was so happy to hear a new little one been born, and was anxious to take my family to meet her. 

     Although I am a stickler for preparedness, my anxiety and joy took control this time and we were less prepared for this journey than we wanted to be.  As we crossed state lines the difference in the landscape told us we were headed in rough territory.  To make matters a little more interesting, a storm was headed in our direction.  I managed to take a picture of it shortly before the rain engulfed our small car.




     Do you see that blackish-grey area underneath that blanket of clouds?  Those are not hills, rather was the water that would soon have us struggling to stay dry.

     At first, we were not concerned.  We went through the heavy sheets of rain, determined to reach our destination before dark.  Unfortunately this was not to be, for the car began to overheat, and then one of the tires went flat.  Even after the store was shut down and the employees sent home for the day, a manager at a local retail store was kind enough to open his garage doors and let my husband use a car jack to change the tire.

     After thirty-five more miles in the rain, we reached the house of my family.  My parents and sisters greeted us.  We shed many tears because it had been more than two years since I had been with them.  Then, I was introduced to the newest member of our clan, my little niece.  My youngest sister had given birth two days before we arrived.  She was happy to see us, but understandably fatigued.  After we got settled, my sister gave me her little bundle to hold.

      She was so tiny, literally no bigger than a loaf of bread.  Everything about her was perfect, even her cries of protest when she was placed in unfamiliar arms.  Over the next two days I pored over my family and my new little niece.  I never opened my laptop once, not even to check my email.  Instead I spent two days being enveloped in the love of my family until it was time for my own small family to return home.