All in the Family

So, in my blog hiatus I have been doing a lot of family bonding… Not much, though enough to know that I am surrounded by dysfunctional people who usually have my best interests at heart. I am really lucky to know both my mother and father. Something as normal as that in my life has been the turmoil and source of anger in most young people’s life. There are times in which I would have traded them both in for a new model, though I am so glad that in the end, I am blessed to have Ron’s style and Diane’s quick wit.

Though, why do so many of us who have families see each other so infrequently? Why is it that I have family in LA, Chicago and Seattle that I see once very blue moon? If even that really…. My family is so big, that I actually have family within a family. I have members who are not blood, yet are still a part of me and are very much of the same tree. (That rhymed…not on purpose.) I have friends that I grew up with like family and I have either lost touch or plain don’t see them at all. Yet, even those who are not blood related have shaped me into who I am. Why not keep up with these folk? Is it easier to call a girlfriend for the latest news, instead of a cousin or sister? Is it the age gap? I have no idea. Really, these questions have no answer, at least none that I can answer truthfully.

The scenario came up today when a coworker of mine heard me say that a certain celebrity “twin connection” were my cousins. Now, they are not blood related, though when we were younger, you couldn’t have told us that. We got into loads of trouble and were very close. I even wanted to move to their house! Though, as we were older, the calls stopped and the communication really dwindled. I would see them on TV and become extremely excited, though sad, as I knew that was my only way of “Keeping Up” with what they were doing. This is one of the reasons why I didn’t like California, not because of lack of phone calls from family, because of that “Hollywood” mentality and the “who you know” way of life. This is the reason I believe we lost touch. I am now the equivalent to the county bumpkin cousin of the now famous actresses……….. how uncool. Though, dammit I am pretty much in the know, I club, party and bullshit, I am fairly attractive, nobody you would be ashamed of… lol yet, no calls. This actually goes for all the people who I knew and no longer speak with in LA LA land. Can it be that we have all changed so much that NONE of us can relate to one another? What gives? Maybe I should reach out first? Though, no that would look desperate and I’m pretty sure most would think I am buttering them up to borrow money. So what do I do? Is it safe to say that in life, people come and go for a reason? Is that acceptable for family? Friends?

I guess until then, I will keep living my life and embrace those who are immersed in it fully. Why throw yourself upon people who may be too busy for you? Then again, maybe I will make the first step and call. I mean, I love these guys despite whatever the length of time it has been since I saw their face in person. I also could use about 50 bucks…