Family Reflections

This weekend has been a blessing. My family is hilariously dysfunctional. So many misunderstandings that turn into laughter that keeps you from breathing. (I'd list some, but I can't remember them) So many fun moments of remember when... We wrote notes to the Easter Bunny because we were suspicious?
Family knows who you are. They watched you become the person you are today. As my aunts have often reminded me they changed my diapers. Family are the ones you bit as a toddler, the ones who saw you in every awkward stage, the ones who met your boyfriends and girlfriends through the years. They understand you. They know where you come from. With half my extended family today you just had to look across the room to see where some of us got our traits. My grandfather had his nose buried in a book, my cousin Nikki and I were discussing (and she was reading) an old favorite of ours, and I'll bet money that if my brother was allowed he would have had a book too!
Family members have part of you in them. Each one reflects a little piece of you, they remind you of where you come from. They celebrate your successes and share in your failures.
I wonder how heaven will compare to this? Will we share stories of how we got to the wonderful place we are now in? Will we laugh at how often we misunderstood what God wanted of us and His master plan? Will we see in each saint a reflection of God, just like the reflections in a family? I think so, because this kind of time with my family is such a heavenly experience.