It's that pivotal time in a relationship. Things are sailing along smoothly, the world seems a magical place, and your lovey-doveyness is more gooey than a toddler's pre-loved biscuit. So you decide that it is time get acquainted with the relatives.
At near-on six years in, we finally had the chance to do what we had waited many years to do; introduce the grandparents to each other. Oma is from Poland, Opa is from former Czechoslovakia. Due to the war and invasion and experiences as soldiers, prisoners of war, refugees, and workers, they both found themselves in Germany. Oma married a Yugoslav and Opa married the beautiful German woman, my Omi. Both families emigrated to Australia and spent time in the same migrant camp, ten years apart. Both individuals have avid memories, and a great many stories to tell.
Today they met for the first time and shared some of their experiences. It was a great time, and I'm so happy we could all get together and just enjoy each other's company.
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