We're all here. Aunts Uncles, Cousins, and friends.
There's my favorite Uncle Mike, on the grill as usual. He never reveals the recipe to his famous BBQ sauce.
Aunt Wanda has all the gossip and is my inspiration since she and Uncle Mike have been married for years.
My cousins Mike Jr and Ty Ty are drunk again, laughing and talking about women and clothes.
There's my Nana bouncing my niece on her knee and singing songs.
I look around and realize, we're dysfunctional, loud, we fight, we make up.
We love each other.
What can I say? It's Family.