I was walking out of the funeral home lounge last Wednesday when I ran into my cousin-in-law's preteen daughter, who was walking in with another girl from another branch of the very large family.
"Hi, Uncle Sean," she said. I nodded and said hi back, while the girl she was with (whom I hadn't met) gave me a confused look.
"He's your uncle?" the second girl asked. A reasonable question, given that I'm one of two white guys married into the Vietnamese family, and in a non-traditional relationship to boot.
"Oh, he's my uncle who lives with my other uncle."
I can live with that.
My apologies for the lack of posting the past couple of weeks. I've been spending some time shuttling back and forth between Falls Church and Pennsylvania for family reasons that have pretty much precluded any desire to post. It's been a rough time, way more for Cavin than for me -- losing a close family member is always traumatic, perhaps even more so when unexpected.
So I've been relatively unplugged from the information stream for almost two weeks, which I would have thought would have left me feeling unconnected and adrift in a world full of big, bold political happenings. In truth, I feel more clear-headed and grounded than I have in months. If I were attempting to learn lessons, I suppose I would learn that living life, even the bad parts, is generally more enlightening and fulfilling than reading about everyone else's.
Of course, I rarely learn my lesson, so I expect to be back in the swing of things soon.
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