This past summer, my boyfriend's family adopted me into their huge family vacation in Santa Cruz. The grandmother had rented a huge victorian near the water for a week. It was really great to feel like part of a large family. I am part of a large family on my dad's side, but mum's is pretty small. We don't spend time with dad's family too often, so what happens is, since my parents are divorced, and my pop travels a lot, it ends up with just me and mum. Pretty super small for holidays and year round. So, while in santa cruz, I felt overjoyed to spend time with youngsters that spanned from 2 to 6 or more years younger then me. The feeling in the house, even when it was brimming with people was that of love all around. I didn't expect to be so liked by the younger girls, but I was welcomed like family.
Just a scenario I loved and adored being adopted into a large family for a week. I hope things like that may happen in the future too, but we'll have to see.
It just made me appreciate that which many complain about profusely: family gatherings. The feeling of love all around overwhelmed me and filled my heart with joy, which is what those type of occasions are known for.
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