The reunion is on!

Well sorta. I began hosting our family reunion the year after Nick and I married. We’ve had it for thirty-six years straight, thirty-five of them at my house. But you know 2020, it wrecks everything.  It wrecked the reunion too. Most of the family that comes is over sixty and even though we have it mostly outside, we felt it just wouldn’t be safe. I really missed it.

 

But once, long ago, my favorite cousin said, “If the only ones who show up are you and me and your sister, we’ll still call it a reunion.” So the three of us are getting together this week. We’re all retired. We mostly stay home and we feel reasonably safe. We’re meeting at my sister’s home since she is in the middle. So I can say technically – we’re having the reunion.

 

That’s the good news. The news I’m not so thrilled with is that I’m off to the dentist today for a filling and a crown. Woopie. But it’s been put off long enough.

 

I hope you have some fun this week, but for most people like me you just hope for peace and calm.