I grew up with lots of family around, my father and three of his brothers lived within walking distance of us and we got new cousins every couple or three years, until there was a total of 14 cousins, 4 Aunts and 4 Uncles. At major holidays the 5th Uncle came with his wife and 2 children. Plus Grandpa and Grandma. I got married and had the first child in my generation.
My mother’s mom, brother and sister with their families also lived near by and when both families got together, which we did on several occasions over the 15 year period we lived there, we had a grand total of 39 people. I have a picture of the last time we all got together in one place at the same time. (40 if you count my yet to be born baby).
After that we got split up for various reasons, mostly due to the big recession in the early 1960’s. One family went to Albuquerque, one to Cedar Rapids, Iowa, another to Grand Junction, Colorado, and one to California. I eventually went to California.
My family in California became my husband’s family, starting with the two Grandparents, him, me, our two sons and his sister and her husband. The eight of us grew to a total of 14 over the years with grandsons and cousins. There was also my Uncle and Aunt and their two girls who joined us for weddings and to visit when a new baby was born.
I missed them very much when Hubby and I and our youngest son moved away, but now two of my older grandsons live with me, plus one girlfriend and Sonny has married and has two boys, so with his wife’s mom and grandmother who live with them, we are up to 11 people at our family gatherings.
A couple of years ago, 5 of the folks from San Diego were able to visit with us, for a grand total birthday party of 16 people. It was a great time for all but one, who missed her friend/partner a lot.
Family expands and contracts over the years as new babies are born, older children marry and either bring in new people, or move away and seldom visit. Older members pass on, leaving a space at the table. After growing up so close as children, I haven’t seen my own brother in Texas or Sister in Seattle since our parents funerals in 1964.