Last night Drew’s cousin came over, and although he’s not my family, I felt myself having those cravings for family.
Everyone we know here has known us five years or less (ok, almost everyone — there’s a couple exceptions). We are starting to have a “past” but it’s rare. When we’re around family, it’s so nice to sit down and chat about old times — for them to know our history and stuff.
Just makes me wish we had those experiences more often.
Anyone else feel this way?
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