I always wanted to have a cousin that I was close to. Someone to be with at all the family get- togethers who didn't want to sit and listen to the adults talk or watch them eat and eat and eat. Someone like me. I had a cousin, Karen, who was killed in a car accident when I was a young and I miss her to this day.
My grand kids are blessed to have oodles of cousins which is inevitable when you have a total of 17 aunts/uncles. They have sleepovers, share strollers and are growing up with friends for life.
Lucky.
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