Monday late afternoon I had the pleasure of meeting Henry's parents for the first time. And let me just say, I really enjoyed them. They welcomed me in with open arms and I couldn't have been more comfortable in their home. A good southern girl never goes anywhere invited for the first time without a gift of thanks. Since Henry had told me of his mother's love for cooking, I had found a cookbook for her earlier last week. And he told me that his father was a lover of coffee. So I had located a manly looking coffee cup and some biscotti to go with it. And for Quint, I found him a small little robot that he could assemble himself.
It was easy being there and with the entire family. It felt easy and like I belonged. We had a lot of fun and shared a lot of funny stories.
His mother, Cheryl, cooked a fantastic meal for all of us and for the first time I broke bread with the Lewis family. I have a feeling this will be the first of many meals we'll all have together.
The time passed way too quickly, but with bad weather coming in I had to leave earlier than I wanted to. Henry insisted.
I cannot wait to get to hang out with them again and get to know them even more. I'm going to fall in love with this family like I have Henry. This makes my heart swell with even more happiness than I'm already experiencing these days.