Last weekend we had a family reunion at my house. Only 20 people were able to attend, but it was great to see so many relatives. They came from all over California, some traveling for hours, but those who live farther away or had to work couldn't make it.
Some of us have known each other all our lives while others have joined the family more recently. The youngest relative who attended is two-and-a -half years old while the oldest was in the late 70s.
If I were to list all our relationships this post would take all day to read. Our extended family consists of siblings, parents, grandparents and their offspring, cousins, second cousins, second cousins' cousins, cousins once or twice removed, cousins-in-law, etc., etc., etc.
Long ago my husband gave up trying to figure out all those terms and just called everyone step-neighbors-in-law.
And our complete extended family, or "clan," as we call ourselves, includes people of multiple races, religions, and nationalities. But we're all family. And it was wonderful to have so many of us together.