“Plenty of people miss their share of happiness, not because they never found it,
but because they didn’t stop to enjoy it.” ~ William Feather
I have many cousins on dad’s side (less than half in the photo below). I remember the first time I saw Missy (above left). She was just a little thing with the most beautiful white, curly hair I have ever seen – still. As she grew up she was sweet, and quick with a smile. She’s still that way. I was about 10 years old when I answered the phone from Uncle Phillip saying he and Aunt Linda had a girl, their first. They named her Renee (above right). It was a really exciting time. I felt like I had a sister. As an adult, I haven’t always been around them. I was traveling when they were off dating and getting married and having babies. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to cherish the time we spend together. We always laugh, and there’s a feeling of love, forgiveness, hope, and genuine caring. I adore all of my cousins, more that they realize I’m sure. If absence makes the heart grow fonder, they rank at the top of my book.