We've put of the inevitable for long enough. This weekend we are headed to my hometown to see family. I did meet my newest nephew about a month ago, but this will be my first time with the whole crew. My parents, all three of my sisters, and all three of their families. The closer that we get to it, the more I'm dreading it. I keep telling myself that it won't be as bad as I'm imagining it.
The fact of the matter is that I'm different. I'll always be different. My sisters all have kids. I don't. Maybe someday I'll get used to it.