And I'm sad, but not too sad. What's more devistating is that my brother and I never really knew her, or anyone else on my dad's side. We knew mom's side...we grew up with them. But as far as my dad's side goes, I met my grandmother maybe 4 times in my life. And out of 7 aunts and uncles who are all married with kids, I can name off of 1 of my dad'
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That's amazing to me that you have such a big family. But, really, I guess I'm kinda in your boat because I know nothing of my dad's side of the family at all. I think he was one of 7 maybe? But I've only met one of his family members...his brother that looks like a mini-him. So there are aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents I don't even know.
Isn't it strange how just because someone's blood doesn't mean they're family?
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That was this past summer. We were visiting mom's side of the family (she's one of 9, most of them married, and many of them have kids. I can name off all my aunts and uncles and most of my cousins) and dad's mom and brother were a couple hours away. So while we spend a whole week visiting the Rapp side, we visit maybe an hour on the Buerke side.
I guess I just kind of feel robbed.
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