Back in May, when I was in Utah, I helped my Dad sort through his Mother’s pictures to distribute them to each of his siblings. We had a stack of photos that had multiple families in it, and decided that I would bring them home, scan them in, and email them to all the families.
I don’t recall getting together with cousins a whole ton growing up, but I do know all of them, and try to keep up with them in some way. I love my family. That’s me, with the white shirt on. I still don’t like wearing a bathing suite and I still get red under my eyes when I’m out in the sun.
That’s me in the middle. On the right, is the same cousin you’ve been seeing on this blog; you know, the one who now lives in WI. Did I ever mention that we’re only 6 months apart in age? We have a lot of fun together.
On my 101 in 1001 list I have to scan some of my old travel photos. Scanning really doesn’t take all that long, I should really get started on that project. It’s been a lot of fun going through old pictures and seeing my cousins as I remember them. It really makes me want to have a family reunion. Aunts, Uncles and cousins. I miss them. I wish I lived closer so I could go visit; they are such wonderful people and I’m proud to be their family.