We went out to dinner with my aunt, uncle, and cousins tonight. It was my youngest cousin’s 18th birthday today. That means that everyone in “my generation” in my family is now an adult aside from my youngest brother. That makes me feel oooold.
Watching your family evolve and change is a weird thing. People develop their own personalities, grow closer, grow farther apart, and change in all kinds of ways. The very idea of what you consider “family” changes as people move in and out. But no matter what you love them for all their warts, because they love you for all your warts too.