I haven't had any contact with my mom's family since she died in the mid-90s, unless you count getting Happy Insert Holiday here message from her sister and my liking it when I eventually log in if I see it.
But aside from that deep bond, nothing. Every so often some busybody part of my brain nudges me to send a note to her brother and his wife. They were the closest to my mom and sometimes I have this annoying longing for contact with people who knew and loved her.
I'm usually pretty good at ignoring the Gladys Kravitz part of my interfering psyche and eventually it shuts up until next time. But this time I took it a step further and asked professor google if they were still alive and if so where would one send a note if one were so inclined.
Gladys ran with the leeway and found the info...but I slammed the door shut again so there will be no cute Thinking of You card with a cute dog and fun font making it's way to them.
Because of the usual reasons of common sense and well developed introversion? Nah...
My cousin closest to me in age looks way better than I, and I don't need that kind of aggravation. I'm so glad she documented her perfect life on Facebook as it stopped me from opening a door that should stay nailed shut.
And I am nothing if not insightful...
I'm way too okay with this part of me.