Like family

Today I was invited to lunch at the home of Bryndís and Jón Baldvin. It was a wonderful meal, with their two daughters, their son in law, myself, and three other guests.  I was really touched to be invited into their home like that, treated almost like one of the family.

When I lived in Washington D.C., going over to the Icelandic Ambassador's residence (Jón was the Ambassador at that time) always felt to me like going home, one of the places I felt most welcomed and genuinely so.

So while I would not say I know them all that well, I do hold a warm place in my heart for them and hope I was decent company this afternoon. I tried my best.


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