family
i was talking to my mom today about how much i miss my family. everyone talks about how their cousin is coming over, or they are at their aunts house, and it sucks because the only family i have in cali are my grandparents, and an uncle and cousin living in redondo beach. yea, its cool to see them, but it sucks because thats not even the half of them. i have family in Washington, Maine, Boston, Florida, Utah, Minnesota.... everywhere, and i havn't seen any of them since i was probably 4 or 5. thats a long time. and i don't know why i started to cry, but i think it's because i feel out of place when people talk about how their going on a trip with their aunt or cousins, and im just like, hmph... my family lives all over and i have cousns that i have NEVER met, and one is 8 now. it's not fair, why don't i get to see my family. but i was happy when my mom and i talked because we came up with the idea to invie all of them out here to our new house next summer, and even if inly one of the families came, i'd be happy to know that we havn't been completely forgotten. this is out of nowhere, but it really got to me today.