Sunday, June 5, 2011


I went to a family reunion last weekend. The concept of family has always been a bitter thing for me. My mom and I left ours many years ago; I didn't keep in touch with them, and when I did have contact it was fraught with emotional pain.

This reunion was particularly emotional; most of the people there I hadn't ever met, or I'd last seen when I was small enough that I don't remember them. With one exception: my aunt Donna.

Aunt Donna was my favourite growing up. She was a teenager when I was born, and I was her baby. We were close my whole childhood, until we weren't. I missed her, and I didn't even know it until I saw her again.

She's really amazing, and she's still my favourite. Or she's my favourite again. Aunt Donna is beautiful, inside and out, and I am quite thankful that she is in my life again.

The rest of the family is lovely as well. I have rarely felt so loved and accepted, so immediately at home as I did when I was with them.

1 comment:

jess said...

So very glad that you got to reconnect with Aunt Donna. I don't know what I would do without my Aunt Phoebe. Yeah for happy reunions!!

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