Got my family reunion invitation in the mail today.
I don't know why I get them.
I never go.
OK, I have gone to 2 of them.
I didn't have any fun.
But, every year when I get the invite I think
maybe, just maybe this year would be different.
I did that last year with my 20 year class reunion.
I went to the 10th and it sucked so why be this one be better.
But, I always just wonder.
I have just never felt like I fit in with my family.
It's like those books where the girl says she feels like she must have been adopted cause she was nothing like anyone else in the family.
I do bear a family resemblance.
I have my dad's Nike swoosh smile.
But, that is basically where it ends.
I don't think the same way about lots of things.
I don't do much of anything the same either.
I guess I always think, they are family and I should care more than I do.
And also if I don't go, I will miss something great.
But, if I go and am bored to tears I am going to kick myself for wasting 4 hours of my life that I won't ever get back.
If my grandma was still walking the earth or rolling around in her wheelchair
I'd probably go.
That would be worth it.
But, seeing how she left us many moons ago
I can't see that happening.
I'll still keep the invite though.
Just in case.
Even though, I know in my head I won't go.
I know I am wishy washy.