Today, I spent time with my cousins Katy and James, who over the past year have become very close friends of mine; but it wasn't always like that.
One of the reasons I wanted to come to London was to spend time with my family more, who, I really haven't had much to do with most of my life. Not in a horrible bad way; it's just, I always lived away from them and for a lot of time, didn't consider much of a life outside my own circle of friends or "bubble" if you will, in Norfolk.
All of my close relatives apart from my Dad live in Southwark in London, a few in other parts or on the outskirts, so it's days like this I really value their time, living with mum and gran is a nice experience in itself, and getting to know my uncle, aunt and cousins in the process is wonderful, as I've never really known or appreciated my dads family until now.
It's nice to have cousins close to my age, who on many accounts are compatible to siblings, I'm enjoying this youthful, fun loving side of the family, and getting to know them as people, and although each family encounters trials and tribulations. Some of which, for me, have meant not knowing or seeing my cousins, or Anne and Colin before. I am so grateful that 4 years ago, Katy decided to write to me, I wish and regret not making the first move before, but, like I always say, everything does and will happen for a reason, and now were just moving on and looking forward to our lives soon.
I'll always have these people to come back to if I need, and that's what in most thankful for, I love my family, more than I care to admit.
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