Today we went to visit my inlaws up north, to celebrate my mother-in-law’s 80th birthday. It was good spending time with them again, and the girls enjoyed playing cards with their grandmother.
Last Friday we went to visit my favourite cousin to celebrate his 50th birthday.
When we were little, I kicked him out of my playpen. I threatened to braid his hair when we were in our teens. At age twenty I planted lipstick kisses on his cheeks, just to annoy him. I continued to be a pain in his arse in the decades that followed.
How could I possibly pass up the chance to congratulate him on finally becoming old and senile just like me?
That night we had a delicious dinner with friends.
Although we’d never met in person before, we’d known each other for a long time already and knew that we had a lot in common. When we finally met, it felt as if we’d been seeing each other regularly, and we picked up our conversation where we’d left off the night before.
We had a wonderful time together.
In fact, we had such a wonderful time, we stayed until… I don’t know exactly, but it was late and we never made it home before midnight. Of course the girls and I fell asleep on our way home, and I slept until half ten the next morning, but guess what? I’d do it again in a heartbeat.
Because time spent with people you love is time well spent.