Isn’t it great when you actually like your family?
My sister Irene is living in Seoul, Korea right now, teaching English to four year olds. Recently, one of my other sisters, Marian, has gone over to visit her. They’ve been sending me photos and it looks like they’re having a great time. I’m so proud of all my sisters. I’m so glad I’m related to them, because otherwise I think they might be too cool to hang out with me.
I also recently discovered that my favorite cousins are on-line in a big way. My cousin Shannon was my hero when I was a little girl. She’s five or six years older than me, just enough older to always seem impossibly adult in everything she did. (Actually, it still seems that way. What on earth would I do with two children when I can hardly remember to feed my pets?) She read SF and played dungeons and dragons, and listened to all the coolest music, and I have often wondered how much of my own tastes were a result of imprinting on her when I was young.
And she has grown our family in wonderful ways, introducing us all to Steve, and bringing Luke and Nicholas, their children, into the world. Steve is a fellow library geek, and has a great blog, where he has the excellent taste to mention me.