I haven't posted much lately. I've been busy with life, but more importantly, with family.
In the past three weeks, we have been to family reunions with my wife's family and my family.
I know. Many people have horror stories of family reunions. Or at least uncomfortable stories. And a lot of families are not like our families. I understand, and that's okay.
My wife's family had a reunion this year for the first time in a long time. There were some members there that I have known for a long time. There were some that I met for the first time.
At my family reunion, which has been rekindled for the past several years, we had semi-estranged family members re-connect.
Both families are dysfunctional, but in today's world, whose aren't?
I look forward to my family's reunion every year. Some can make it, some can't. We always have a good time.
I hope my wife's family will continue with their reunion in future years.
You can pick your friends, but you're stuck with family. I'm happy to be stuck.