Christmas - First Instalment.

There are many parts of Christmas when you come from a large family. And even more parts when you are married into another family altogether.

Our Christmas celebrations started on the 23rd. We drove into Abbotsford after work on the 23rd and slept at my Auntie Ange's house before heading down to have a delicious lunch with Erik's family in Bellingham. We handed out gifts right there in the restaurant - a first for me.

I love Erik's family. I wish Erik and I had two weeks off so we could spend an entire week with each of our families. Our families are so different, and both so wonderful.

There were only seven of us at lunch: mom, dad, three sibs, and two wives. It was much calmer, and quieter than any dinner I have had with my family. I really enjoy being able to participate in one large conversation rather than seven or eight smaller conversations around the table. Don't get me wrong, many small conversations are fun too, but it's refreshing to all be participating at once.

And it isn't just the conversation. I laugh constantly and feel right at home with them. It is a wonderful feeling to be a part of a family. I'm surprised at how effortlessly I fell in love with them, but it was so natural.

I felt like I had a fresh start with the Olson family. I didn't need a fresh start from anything, but when I met Erik's family it was the first time in possibly my entire life that I have been with a group of people who had no idea who I was. They got to know me without knowing anyone else in my family. I love my family, but I like being known for who I am without my identity being wrapped up in them. Everywhere else I go someone knows one of my siblings, or my parents, or aunts or uncles, but with Erik's family I am just me.  And they are interested in getting to know me. I love them for that.

I just love 'em.