Genes run strong in my family!
Yesterday I went to a funeral for a cousin’s wife, a lovely woman. My cousin has six brothers and two sisters. The sisters are easy to distinguish. The brothers? I don’t see them often enough to pinpoint them, though I know they are one of six names.
Through subterfuge I was able to ascertain all of the individuals by name. One cousin is the spitting image of my 93-year old uncle. I just stared and was taken back to my youth – viewing my uncle when I was a younger me. And my uncle and father looked very similar. So then I’m thinking about my father, too. Suddenly, I’m thinking I should organize a family reunion to try and hold on to these people! Of course I could do this! Long distance organization! Easy peasy!
And then I came home and vacuumed. Maybe another day?