What a shame to let years go by and never really get to know your kin. What a blessing to figure it out before it’s too late! Unfortunately, my father, who was born in Michigan, settled in California and for some reason, we never traveled back east to visit our relatives. Perhaps Dad and Mom couldn’t afford it. I know for a fact that he adored his siblings and corresponded with them throughout his life.
The cool thing about kin is that there is no “ice-breaker” necessary. You show up out of nowhere. You don’t have to explain your history; at least not yet, anyway. You smile and hug. No security check. No X-ray machine to walk through first. There is an immediate, inexplicable bond. You look alike. You talk alike. You find out that you share many things in common. The next thing you know, you’re eating birthday cake together, celebrating the life of an aunt whom you all adore…
and making friends with your cousin’s dog who took to you like sliced bread!
Don’t wait. Life is so short! Life is so precious!