Don't Let Time Slip Away The Conclusion

Back in February, I blogged about how, in 2015, after many years, a cousin on my mother's side found me online.  I had lost contact with my mother's side of the family back in the 1970's.

It turned out that a first cousin on my mother's side, who is nearly 90 years ago, had been trying to find me.   The cousin who found me was his daughter, who has been building a family tree.

After some emails, I lost touch again, and it was totally my fault due to caregiving taking up all my mental time and energy.  But then, it was over.

In February, I took a deep breath, hoping against hope that my first cousin was still alive.  He was.  He still wanted to meet me.

We thought the spring would be a good time, but a couple of weeks ago, we decided it was now or never.  The time was good for them, too.

On Sunday, my spouse and  I met my first cousin, his wife, and the cousin who had found me, along with her husband, and their teen aged daughter, in their downstate New York suburban home.

We had lunch together after looking through a photo album.

I was so nervous, so incredibly nervous.  What if they didn't like me?  What if?  It had been over forty years, after all, since I had talked to any of my mother's side.

Well, I shouldn't have worried.

I found out some things about my mother's family, both good and bad - just like in any other family.  Here's a story about that (not my family)  As it turns out, my first cousin and his wife have both had their DNA tested.  So now, there's that thought - should I?

Perhaps after the April Blogging From A to Z Challenge, I'll blog more.  But one thing that doesn't surprise me - my cousins are readers.  Avid, avid readers.

Why am I not surprised?

We had to leave to go home (about a three and a half hour drive) finally, but we could have stayed and laughed for hours.  They told me "come back anytime!"

But I know so well that the clock is ticking.   Ticking, ticking and we live three and a half hours from each other.  It reminds me of this song, Driftwood, by the Moody Blues, and this portion of the lyrics:

"Time waits for no one at all/No, not even you...."