I just wanted to dedicate a post to all the cousins out there who feel more like siblings rather than a distant relative. I'm fortunate enough to have tight relationships with many of my cousins and it's something to treasure and be grateful for. I often take these relationships for granted until I hear from others that they don't even know who there cousins are. I guess I grew up thinking this was very normal and am often shocked to find out that's not the case.
This time I want to call out two of my especially close cousins, Nam and Van. Nam is the cousin I spent so much time with while in San Francisco this past weekend. He was such a good host - driving me around, taking me to restaurants and various places in the city - not only do we get to do fun things together, but we can have actual conversations and he shares perspectives with me that are interesting and enlightening at times (though I wouldn't admit that to his face!). It's funny to think about how we got to this point in our lives and in our relationship considering I used to change the kid's diaper! Thanks Nam for showing me such a great time in Cali!!
The other cousin I feel warrants a special shout out is my cousin, Van. She and I get along really, really well. In many ways I think we are more similar to each other than I am to my own siblings. Don't get me wrong, I have very strong relationships with my siblings, but in terms of personality and our view on life, my cousin and I are sometimes more in sync. She is someone I can have fun with (midnight showing of Hunger Games), depend on (she's picking me up from the airport when I land after midnight later today - or is that tomorrow), and talk to (we've talked for hours about nothing and everything). She's always willing to help me with anything. From babysitting to helping me figure out how to do something on my laptop to bringing me Jell-o when I'm sick, she's amazing. Seriously, I am so lucky to have her in my life. Thanks Van for everything!
Those are my final thoughts for the day as I sit and wait to fly out of San Fran. It's been a great trip and I've had such a good time. Now I'm dreading getting on the scale tomorrow after all the gluttony of the weekend.
