You know how cool it is to be surrounded by wonderful people who make you feel cool too?
I feel that way at all my family gatherings when I am surrounded by my cousins. Be it a happy or a sad occasion I love their company.
Last year my cousin Verity married the charming Owen and that very happy social occasion breathed life back into me.
Grandad passed away, and we drank far too much, slept in bunk beds and generally came together as a family.
Most recently my brother Ross and his lovely Mando married;they even took the brave step if having a two year old as a flower girl (luckily their other two flower girls were perfectly behaved) and the family danced again, as it seems only our family can. (My school friend was the Registrar - how grown up does that make me?)
Is it just that cousins is one of those relationships that demands nothing but means so much?
I can only hope that everyone feels this secure in their extended family as I do.