My wife is Swedish. But of far more significance is that she comes from an island in the Baltic Sea. Gotland. Her family roots run deep on that island. Multi-generational afternoon coffee and cake visits are the norm. Late afternoon swims in the icy salt-free Baltic sea, bicycle rides along dusty roads between corn fields, late summer barbecue evenings. Time spent with aunties and uncles, and cousins and even more cousins. Gotland family.