We spend Thanksgiving every year with my side of the family. We usually just meet at one of our church buildings. That is really the only option since nobodys house would actually fit everyone and all the food that arrives. But this year we are going to Utah for Thanksgiving. Chris' brother, Cameron, is getting married that weekend and so we are driving out to be there for the event which means Thanksgiving with his family. I'm okay with this. I love Chris' family. After being married for 15 years they become your family too. But what I don't love is not being able to see my cousins. So I decided about a month ago that I would have a pre-holiday dinner at my house and invite whoever wanted to come. Yesterday was the day and we had 20 people in our home.
Our home is not huge.
Not by a long shot.
But it was fun.
I didn't feel like doing the whole Turkey meal thing because everyone will be having that in a couple weeks. So I made chili, cornbread and a veggie tray. And then others brought chicken noodle soup, drinks, toppings for the chili, a smoked turkey and pie. Oh goodness, there was pie, and a cobbler too.
Tons of pie.
Oodles of pie.
Gobs of pie.
We like pie.
It was so fun to see all my cousins that were able to make it. When I went to Phoenix in October I went to an art gallery and the exhibit was titled "cousins" I connected emotionally with the pictures. They weren't pictures of my cousins but I could tell that the photographer/artist loved their cousins as much as I loved mine. My mom was from a family of six kids and there were always a lot of cousins for me to play with while growing up. We have all remained close. Several years ago when my grandpa passed away he left some money that was to be used for a family reunion. We all had so much fun and as I watched my girls play with my cousins' children I realized that my children were missing out on a huge part of life that I had loved so much. So that is when we started attending my auntie Pam and Uncle Clair's family reunions. It has been a blessing to our family. It's fun to have my children call my cousins "Aunt Kathy" or "Uncle Kevin" They aren't really their aunts and uncles, they have plenty of those to be sure. But to me it just seems appropriate. I mean who wants to be called "first cousin twice removed"? And all of my cousins children are just "cousins" so instead of having 3 cousins they have about 50. Who wouldn't want that?
So today, whether you are close with your cousins or not, take a moment to send them an email, write a letter, or pick up the phone. I think you will be glad you did.
