I don’t think I realised just how much I missed them all, until I saw them all today.
I’m talking about my family… my WHOLE family.
Cousins, aunties, uncles, kids, people who aren’t my blood technically but who I still faithfully call “cousin.”
And making it sweeter, having my parents, and sis and bro-in-law in the mix.
Age, gender, cultural ethnicity… it’s all irrelevant. We all blend and merge seamlessly into one. I talk to my younger cousins as easily as I do with my uncles, or the 3 year-old birthday girl.
We are all in such different stages of life, and it makes catch-ups like tonight that much more interesting. Either someone is plowing through work, looking for work, or thinking of finishing up work. Some are raising young kids, others teens, while others still are free now that their brood are independent of them.
Some are retired, enjoying the good life in the garden.
Some holiday a couple times a year.
Some are dreaming of their next holiday (um, us? 😂)
We get along, but we also argue. We shit-stir, and we agree to disagree.
And although there’s so much separating our very specific and individual lives, there’s one major factor unifying us all.
And that’s family.
We were together for a kid’s birthday today. And not ‘kid’s birthday’ in the literal sense… although there was rainbow cake, pink balloons, dress-ups and a jumping castle…
But there was so much noise. Rowdiness. Gee we can be f$#&ing loud! Anyone passing by outside would be forgiven in thinking it was anything but a kid’s birthday party.
We are passionate, yet we still have our problems. Health problems, kid problems, work problems and just generally, LIFE problems.
We share all this to lighten our load, then we smile. Eat some cake and drink some wine.
Go home full in our bellies and our hearts.
Because we are family.
And gee, I missed them. ❤