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I have one cousin on my mother’s side of the family. She lives about two hours away and we rarely see each other (only twice in the last eleven years). She is happy with the arrangement. The family set us up to be in perpetual competition with each other and as adults we have absolutely nothing in common except dead relatives. Today is her birthday and I hope she has a good one. I want her to be happy and the arrangement being the way it is, apparently she is.

I have many, many cousins on my father’s side of the family. Most of them have long passed away and the ones that are left have no idea that I even exist. Needless to say, we are not a close family at all. It gives new meaning to the term dysfunctional. How about not functional? I guess they never wonder. I certainly do.

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