After a string of long hot sunny days, the last evening for a bunch of us cousins to be together began with a beautiful thunderstorm rolling through.

Cousins of several degrees from all four branches of my grandparents’ family. I mean descendants from each of the four children my grandparents birthed. We did FinFam steak dinner tonight with filet mignon, potatoes, corn, salad, and dessert. Lots of people are leaving tomorrow and I will miss them all so much.

There was a bit of talk about ghosts tonight. Other people seem to feel them. I don’t think I do. I lost my brother and dad in pretty quick succession and during that time, it always felt like I was holding the world up in my own two hands. I’m not sure if others perceived that I was doing that but it felt that way to me. Mostly I was driving. Back and forth from the Planet Ann Arbor to the yooperland. Sometimes with passengers, sometimes not. Top dollar Honda Accord six cylinder automatic tranny. Vrooom.

It’s okay that people feel ghosts. I’m not trying to negate that feeling. I just haven’t ever felt it. I’ve felt the presence of vampires and werewolves out by the moomincabin outhouse when I was a young teenager. I don’t think that’s the same thing. It was just meeee feeling freaked out from watching horror movies in the theatres in town back in those days.

There is so much about our lives we don’t understand. Who are we? Who created us and our universe? If there is a creator, do they call it a universe? Why are we here? Etc. Tonight we were on the moomindeck with a whole bunch of relatives during a beautiful thunderstorm. Gabbily gabbing away about everything under the sun. Sometimes even politics although we shut that stuff up PDQ.

To me, that’s what life is all about and I wish I could’ve made this evening go on forever. Love y’all, KW.

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