I had a nice chat (through WhatsApp) with my cousin yesterday. We haven’t gotten in touch with each other for almost 3 months. We caught up with each other’s lives. It was good to reconnect because we haven’t seen each other for many years. I’ve always looked up to him because he’s just so strong and resilient. The last time I met him was a family reunion many moons ago. We shared a room and would chat almost every night before we went to sleep. After that we kept in touch and exchange long emails about everything. One time he asked if he came to Toronto, could I take him to the gay area. I told him of course. So when I finally told him I was gay, he said he wasn’t surprised. He said it wasn’t because I acted gay or anything. Maybe his gaydar was better. I think he said most relatives would just be friendly at the reunion but won’t keep in touch.
Now that I don’t have the issue of eldercare to worry about, maybe I can fly over to LA for a quick visit with him and maybe visit a friend in Berkeley too. I have no idea what driving is like over there. If there’s one thing I don’t like to do in a strange city is to drive. I did that once in St. Louis with my dad. The GPS kept going “recalibrating… recalibrating…” . My dad was with me and he kept wondering how to shut it off.
Oh yeah, that short story I was writing with Rigby and Chris? They got tired waiting for me and have flown down to Sydney to be with Andrew. They aren’t coming back until I get my act together.