We went to a birthday party this week.
The honoree was a sweet little 9 year old girl. A great granddaughter of Shars. It was a bit more complex, but explainable. The step father is a grandson of Shar’s. His wife’s daughter was the 9 year old. So, no blood relationship, but that does not matter much.
We arrived a few minutes late. Invitations had gone out to the family, grandparents, uncles aunts and such.
But the sad thing is that we were the only ones there. No one, not grandparents, not sisters or brothers even offered reasons why they would not or could not attend.
It made us sad, but ever so glad we were there.
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