And, well, it was just a wonderful dinner. We chatted a little about my work, and a little about theirs, but mostly, we talked about Kevin, in the way that only three people who love a fourth very much can (or would want to :-). We talked about things we liked about him, and things we didn't understand about him, and even though it all made me miss him more, it also made me feel closer to him. Funny, that. I also caught them up a bit on the whole where-Kevin-and-I-stand story, which is a complex one at the best of times, and Kevin has a tendency to not tell his parents much, even though he loves and likes them lots. A privacy thing. (And I admit, I'm now a little nervous that he might mind my telling them stuff, but the die is cast, and I think it was worth it even if he is annoyed.)
So here's to overcoming nervousness, and reaching out to people, and letting them know that you like them and would like to get to know them better. It can be scary, but it seems that sometimes, you get rewarded. I'm feeling all bubbly right now with familial goodness. :-)
And I think maybe they do actually like me. They did say so a few times, which helped.
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Quick update — talked to Kevin this morning and asked if he minded at all and he replied in bewilderment that it was fine, and why would it bother him? Clearly, I fret too much.