Then there's MY Family. My Mom is different. We see each other every chance we get... but we also talk several times a week.
We came to Salt Lake a couple of weeks ago and made a huge effort to make it to a Baby Blessing that we were not even invited to originally, and I don't think it mattered to my Aunt's Family.... who I used to be pretty close to.
My Uncle's Family, who I am not even technically related to.... and even my cousin's Wife's Family seemed to care more than my own relatives did.
I know I always whine about this topic. I just grew up with a COMPLETELY different idea of what Family was. And this isn't it.
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