Family is why we saved for years to bring our family-of-five half way across the world - some to meet each other for the first time. It's probably also why, despite spending nearly every waking (and sleeping) moment together, we have not yet lost the plot - not entirely, anyway.
It is why The Webers and Grahams invited us into their homes, and why Dan gave up his room and his bed for a temporary one, for an entire month!
Family is what has driven Uncle Eddie and Aunty Lynne - Tarrin too - to do ridiculously lavish things for three kids they hardly knew (two they'd never met) before us arriving here. This is the reason they (my kids) have more clothes, shoes, toys and treat than we can actually fit into our luggage.
It is because of family that we made a five-hour trip to Wales, stayed only two nights, and then drove back - to see Christopher. It is also why Christopher is here after an eight hour journey by coach, to see us before we go home.
Only family would drive nearly two hours to the airport, borrow larger cars, and rope in others to provide additional transport to accommodate my growing brood.
Family must be something really special if Tim, who is both so busy and so involve that apparently you hardly see him during the week, has been home spending time with us.
And the irony of family is this: in spite of being family, we would so much like to return all these favours, and somehow adequately thank everyone for all they've done for us, and yet because we are family, no one expects - or wants - us to.
Uncle Ed, Aunty Lynne, Chris, Tim, Dan, Karl, Tarrin, Isla and Luke:
There actually aren't any words or kind gestures that can fully express our deep gratitude to you for all you have done for us. You have considered every little detail of our stay here, and made every moment magical and memorable. It is our prayer that you will remember these times fondly, and that God will bless you abundantly for your generosity and kindness. Thank you, from the bottom of our hearts.
Perfect!
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