Family sizes are shrinking around the world. In many countries, families are having fewer than two children.
Smaller families mean many children now grow up with fewer cousins. This is hard to imagine, as I come from a large extended family with 23 first cousins on one side and 25 on the other.
Sometimes when I can't sleep, I test my mental acuity (敏锐度) by trying to name all my relatives. Then in the morning I get up and wonder if I should make an appointment with a brain specialist.
Of course, almost all of those cousins have married and had children and now their children are having children.
With extended families growing so large and spreading so far, get-togethers have nearly become a thing of the past.
One of the last gatherings on my father's side was at the home of a cousin who has a place in the country on top of a hill. A tent was set up with long tables creaking (吱嘎作响)under the weight of fried chicken, potato salad and chocolate cake. A fishing hole waited nearby for the kids. Vehicles poured in from every direction, parking on the drive, the grass, wherever they could find a spot. There was talking and laughing and joking and food.
While such gatherings had grown infrequent, we were all happy to be together.
Although some of us had not seen one another since so-and-so's wedding or somebody's father's funeral, most people were still easy to recognize. Three sisters who sat together all had the same beautiful skin their mother had.
The cousin with bright blue eyes who raced her horse as a teenager still had bright blue eyes. An older cousin who gave me piano lessons when I was young and naughty seemed to have forgiven me.
We share a gene pool (基因库) of people who work hard and laugh often.
It was very dark when the last set of taillights (尾灯) disappeared into the night, . As we gathered our things, said our goodbyes and prepared to leave, a cousin called to me saying, " Don't forget where you come from".
I never could. And I'd never try.