It was my birthday
It was my birthday on the 18th. A Monday, but my madrinha managed to get the family together for a pizza dinner. It was weird having my bday on a city where I basically know no one and my family relations there are a mere formality. But people were nice enough and even got me presents, which was unexpected and a little awkward. They were that basic list of gifts you give to people you barely know: perfumes, moisturizers, shirts with gift receipts.
Then I traveled back home on Wednesday (a day when Everything Went Wrong) and on Saturday went to my auntie's feijoada. Always a delight. A lot of cousins couldn't make it but we'll reschedule. I've been trying to make a real effort to socialize, but especially with family. I don't know where my life is going, but I'd like to have my family with me for the ride.
My cousins were a big part of my childhood and teen years, but it understandably got frayed as we got older, had families and my dad died. And then my larger-than-life uncle died, and the family gatherings died with him. I can't believe it's up to me to become the family member who organizes get togethers, but here we are.
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