I guess, like most people, I'm on the outs with some of my relatives, but I think the ones I would have really liked I have never had the chance to meet, until just lately. I found or rather she found me, my cousin, little Noella, who was born on Christmas Eve an ocean away. Thanks to this computer website/email thing I got found 40 miles from town, living on the lone prairie.
I can't even express in words what it means to me, to have family. I think my sign would read:
"Relatives Croeso, Croeso, Croeso"
(that 's Welsh for Welcome, Welcome, Welcome). Who cares if my power keeps going out; along with the bad weather I've been given a Christmas Gift in April.