Yesterday was mostly spent on the road, with another 450 miles covered. It involved crossing a lot of state lines and the George Washington Bridge. It involved crawling along I-95 mile after mile for no apparent reason. It involved learning to trust my GPS, which has now been named Garfield. But at the end of the road there were two smiling people. And all the rest of it was just a minor nuisance.
Andrea is my cousin. She moved to Australia when she was 12, and this is her first time back in the States. Her daughter is Kassie, and this is her first time to see the places that made her mother the person she is. Kassie is technically my first cousin once removed, but who cares about technicalities. I'll just claim her as cousin and let it go at that.
We had a lovely dinner together and made plans to spend most of this next week together. Today we are going to cruise the coastline and see if we can find a beach area that looks like a good place to have an ashes scattering ceremony. It's threatening to be rainy most of the day, but we can manage.
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