I am on an adventure with my nephew.
When I graduated from high school, my Granma took me on a trip to England, Wales and Ireland. It was a generous gift.
She’d traveled extensively in her life, as had her mother, my Great-Grandmother Burns. They’d both lost their husbands early and ended up living quite rich and adventurous lives as widows.
My Gran had taken my two brothers before me as they each graduated. It was a tradition.
So when my brother’s first born graduated from high school, I had the impulse to carry on the tradition.
My Gran was long-since dead, and my Mom – her daughter – had died a few years’ past.
So I decided to do what I knew they’d have loved to do.
I took my niece on a trip to London and Paris in 2016. My sister-in-law came too, which was almost as good as my Mom being there. She is warm and loving, just like my Mom.
It was a wonderful trip. I cherished our time together and felt my parents’ presence (my father and other brother had recently died as well) with us.
And now here I am, my nephew and I on an adventure. And this time, we are all here together: my husband, my nephew, my brother, my sister-in-law and my niece.
My nephew chose Norway and Sweden to explore. None of us had ever thought of visiting either, but of course we were all game!
So here we all are, in Norway.
And it is heavenly.
The beauty of this country is just magnificent.
But of course, it is all really about being together. We feast our eyes on the landscapes. We laugh and laugh. We eat delicious food.
Once again, I sense my parents, and my brother somehow here, happy for us.
Maybe my niece and nephew will someday carry on the tradition and feel my presence there, too.