Talkin’ Cousins

I was talking with one of my cousins a couple of days ago. He and a couple of aunts dropped by the house. Obviously, the talk at one point turned to my relationship with Mary Scott*, and the bump in the road we’re currently experiencing. It was fun talking to someone who doesn’t know any of the history. He commented, at one point, that it sounded like I really loved her and the girls. In fact, when I was relating how I met the family, I paused as I was picturing the events of the company picnic. He then commented that I was obviously in love, based on the look on my face.

Who am I to argue? In fact, I agree wholeheartedly. I just wish I could talk to Mary more. Except for about three times when we’ve been in the same location, she’s not being very communicative. I still send the usual stream of letters, emails, texts, etc. From her, nada. It’s a little frustrating. I’m missing my friend. Even so, I learned my lesson from years ago….I’m not going to stop sharing my life with her.

I’m also certainly not stopping the sharing of my life with the girls. We’ve gotten closer in the past many months, and they actually let me help, be a friend, be a mentor, and basically just let me love them. I’m a lucky soul, indeed.