Families can be complicated, can’t they? We feel lost if we don’t have them, yet sometimes, well…
Recently, my family had our annual Cousin Reunion. A reunion of cousins, you may ask? Yep. You see, there are a whole bunch of us. 56 first cousins. There are 50 of us left, and a few years ago we started gathering together to celebrate “family.”
|Twenty-three first cousins – Sept. 2013|
Originally we had 13 aunts and uncles. Today there are only four of the aunts and uncles left and the days of the big family reunions seemed to be of a bygone era.
But thankfully, we’ve revived this tradition.
We all know families can be complicated – sometimes we can’t get along without them, and sometimes they can seem like a necessary evil.
I’m thankful to say that I love my family. I love these reunions with my cousins. For a lot of us, our cousins were not only our first friends, but sometimes, our only friends growing up.
So, what’s the purpose of my thoughts today? I think my brother said it best: after this reunion he felt refreshed. We had a weekend to love, hug, laugh, and appreciate our history and our ancestors.
Being with each other unites us and grounds us. We’re part of something special.
And every once in a while it’s good to reminded of how special our family ties are.