It turned out to be the best decision to go with you to my family reunion. How sweet and unsurprising that you managed to find one other scientist in the room in order to nerd out while hugs and introductions and memories and Polish food flowed. Even sleeping (surprisingly soundly) in my parents' haunted basement- no matter the waylay with the hot water the next morning- was so oddly right and diligent and weird.
The conversation with my cousin
who isn't actually my cousin
was exactly what was needed and
there is no one that could have gotten me to go
but you.
be well; be loved,
k.
(And yes, that teenage relative of mine will drop his beard, eventually. How excited and relieved he seemed to be to see our genders and sexualities enter the building.)
[image credit: David Trinks]
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