So friends, as most of you know, I have lots and lots of family. And they don’t leave CT much, except on very special occasions. But one of my very own cousins (well, as I explained to Jeff, my mom’s cousin’s stepdaughter, so technically my second cousin by marriage, but we’re all cousins in the Iannucci family) has moved to LA! So last night, Jeff, Bec, and I went to her improv show, and went to find her afterwards. Jeff said, “So…do you think she’ll remember you?” And I laughed, and said, “Well, I should hope so!” He was wondering because he knows that our family is so big, but let me tell you, the funny thing about our family is everyone remembers everyone. It’s pretty crazy.
Then I tapped her arm, and she screamed like we all do, gave me a huge hug, and immediately introduced me to her fiance. It was a lovely greeting, and we couldn’t stop hugging and loving and meeting and greeting, and then we all went to get a drink top catch up and spill what had happened since the last time we saw each other under happy circumstances, nearly 2 years ago, or so.
The lucky thing with family is that they are your family, so no matter what, it’s never awkward.
When we parted, AJ said, “Now I feel like I belong.” And it’s true. She does. Now some of us Iannuccis have migrated to another coast.
What a good night!