This is a random collection of thoughts stumbling across my head.
I recently had a chance to see some first cousins. I haven't seen them for over 3 and a half years or so, nearing 4. Except of course for the eldest one amongst the siblings who's been around much more than most of us actually desire. Not that we don't love him, he's just the way he is and we can't blame him for that.
Last time I saw the rest of them, we hit it off amazingly swell after the first few hours of staring each other and trying to figure out how to act. This time around, it was much easier since after about an hour, we figured "Oh they're still the same person I saw a few years ago." It took me half a day to break the ice with the cousin I was closest too. but once broken, melting the rest of the ice was cool.
We spent 5 crazy days together and they are heading back to their home tomorrow. I'm not around for their goodbye party but I'll probably give them a quick call to wish them godspeed.
The eldest of the siblings won't be going anywhere any time soon, so i'm not too worried about not being able to see him for a long time. But the other two have grown up fast but I have faith they'll stay the same.
It would be mighty interesting if some of you have come across them IRL. That would be supremely weird but quite possible.
So brings me to what made me write this..... It's amusing how my expectations can be so shattered or held up. It's sad that they had to be around when I got the news from my doctor but I guess I got some moral support from it with the "don't die on us yet. you still gotta cook more meals and be around when I take my kids here." oh sure, they're years younger than me and not even through college yet.
Anyway..