Weddings are celebrations and that is what we are doing here--celebrating each other. The night before the wedding we trooped to Fairways and Blue Water for a "shorts and chinelas" cocktails and and simply hung out, enjoyed the music, drank margaritas and screw drivers and exchanged stories of our common heritage and our collective unconscious--the legacy of our grandparents.
This is the gift of family: the strong ties that are impervious to outside forces, the type that withstands distance, time, and intrigue. We all share the same blood, the same name, whether we like it or not. We consider ourselves lucky because in this case, we do like it. Many of these cousins I haven't interacted with in ages. But tonight it is as though not a moment had passed.
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