The extended family on my father’s side used to be a big group. There were so many kids, many aunts and uncles. My siblings and I grew up with only two first cousins but many second cousins from my father’s side. Gatherings were always loud and noisy and fun. As years passed, a lot of them moved to different parts of the world. We don’t get together as much as we used to.
A few days ago, my cousin (together with her husband and son) arrived from Wales. They haven’t been here in many years. Tonight, her mom hosted a dinner for them. It was great to gather together again, enjoying a sumptuous meal, exchanging stories.