“Hey Becky, we are camping in Felton tonight and we’d love to see you.” This is the text I received Thursday afternoon from my Uncle Jim.
He and my Aunt Cookie are spontaneous retired folks from Montana. They parked their RV two miles from our place. They picked a fabulous time to travel through California as our weather has been high 70s, low 80s.
I called my brother who works about 75 miles away to come join us. We enjoyed sweet fellowship over a delicious meal catching up on our lives.
They packed up and headed to Vegas. Then Arches, Bryce and Zion National parks before heading home.
On Saturday, we joined friends, Bill and Linda, on their porch enjoying good conversation and a mocha.
On Sunday, my brother, Greg, and his wife, Connie, joined my dad, Jim, and Step-Mom, Dinky, at Harry’s Hofbrau smorgasbord. As always, Harry’s delivered a scrumptious home style meal.
We talked and ate for an hour or so. Then, we transferred to my parent’s home to continue visiting.
As the hours passed, we chatted and watched the Warriors beat the Nets, the Cardinal beat the 49ers and half the World Series with Red Sox against Dodgers.
Afterwards, we headed back to our cabin to get ready for school and work the next day.
When we arrived home, our son , Austin, said, ” We’ve had a good weekend.”
“Yes, we did,” I said.
There’s something about fellowshipping with others that fills us up with joy and satisfaction.
How do you fellowship with others and how does it make you feel?