Seeing everyone standing in that room, waiting to see Helen’s baby, gave me a sense of nostalgia. It reminded me that… well… that I don’t have that. It made me wish that my own kin, that my own family, could be that intertwined. Presently we remain at a distance, both physically and emotionally. My bloodline is spread across the nation; from Iowa to Illinois, from California to Maine. I’ve even got relations on the islands of Hawaii. Not one keeps in contact properly, not a single one of us. The only decent communication I receive from any part of my family is my dad’s side, my Aunt San and Uncle Jay. Oh, and let’s not forget Renee and Andy. Nor should I neglect Celine, the four-year-old daughter of Renee; the baby who is loved the most and cherished the most, though she was never meant to be. My entire outer family,- the cousins, the aunts, the uncles, and the one grandma,- is the equivalent to the black sheep of the Buckman’s, to Larry. They are, and will always be, the vaguest part of my
Seeing everyone standing in that room, waiting to see Helen’s baby, gave me a sense of nostalgia. It reminded me that… well… that I don’t have that. It made me wish that my own kin, that my own family, could be that intertwined. Presently we remain at a distance, both physically and emotionally. My bloodline is spread across the nation; from Iowa to Illinois, from California to Maine. I’ve even got relations on the islands of Hawaii. Not one keeps in contact properly, not a single one of us. The only decent communication I receive from any part of my family is my dad’s side, my Aunt San and Uncle Jay. Oh, and let’s not forget Renee and Andy. Nor should I neglect Celine, the four-year-old daughter of Renee; the baby who is loved the most and cherished the most, though she was never meant to be. My entire outer family,- the cousins, the aunts, the uncles, and the one grandma,- is the equivalent to the black sheep of the Buckman’s, to Larry. They are, and will always be, the vaguest part of my