Every last Sunday of every month, my family gets together for breakfast. Aunts, cousins, uncles. We all get together at a preselected restaurant and catch-up, laugh, share stories, and eat. Some restaurants are better than others. Some, more crowded than others. Some, we overtake with our laughter. Others, we are but a fraction of the racket. Regardless of who could make it, what I ordered, what was shared, I love these last Sundays. What a treasure.
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