Reunions! Some people love them and some people dread them. Maybe it’s an age thing. When I was a kid I couldn’t wait. There would be all those kids so you could play games that you can’t play with two kids, like baseball or volleyball. (I was so bad at that!)
When I was a pre-teen it was cool to get all gussied up and strut your stuff. (Yes, I know I didn’t have any stuff but back then I was in denial!) Out came the blue eye shadow. My mother just rolled her eyes.
There’s a point in teenage years when it was “like whatever” (although secretly I always loved to see my aunts and uncles).
The adult years changed things. Now they expected me to chip in and help. Yikes! How did that happen? Now I had to help cook things? (I’ll bring the watermelon! What? That’s already taken? How about potato chips?)
Now that I’m older I really enjoy reunions. It’s an opportunity to visit with relatives you don’t see often.
Those kids that used to draw pictures with chalk in my driveway are sporting new beaus or are married with kids. (How did that happen? One even has a child that graduated from college!)
The best part is that I am not hosting this year. It’s at my niece’s house. She has a large yard with a screened porch, pool and canopy tents all over making it very comfortable. Her husband is a fabulous cook!
She also invites Mike (you know from Mike’s Hard Lemonade?). He’s a great addition to any picnic unless you invite Jose Cuervo (of the tequila fame).
There are a few “always” things that happen.
There’s always a surprise – sometimes it is engagements or pregnancies. One time it was cancer (we didn’t see that interloper sneak in).
There’s always too much food – way too much! We all pack like Armageddon will happen.
There’s always something new – new homes, new beaus, new hair color (yikes!).
Time always goes too fast – lickety split and it’s over for another year. (But I just got here! What do you mean I have to go home?)
And it’s always good for a blog post.
We will all sing with Sister Sledge….We are family….