Today is a good, good day

I haven't seen my cousin for six years.

We haven't spoken for five years.

We started talking on the phone again a couple of months ago

We've only started chatting on msn a month ago.

We've been wanting to organise to catch up with each other for weeks now.

And today, we finally did.

He went to the Gold Coast for the day with his friends and he asked me if I want to catch up.

We met up at Burleigh Heads and caught up.

The beach was beautiful and since it's public holiday, the place was hopping.

We sat on a nearby cafe and ate lunch together.

We laughed how we were both hiding the fact that we smoke from each other. He lit up and I laughed and lit up one cigarette too.

We had things to talk about. We didn't run out of things to say and we agreed to go to Manila for christmas.

I'm not going to promise anything but I'm keen on going especially if you're going too, he said.

Ok, I know we both have commitments and everything but if you're keen on going I'll come, I promised.

Three years ago, I decided not to get in contact with him. To just stuff it and just leave it alone.

But now, I'm proud of myself for reaching out and actually having the initiative to contact him and tell him that I want to start talking again.

It made me the bigger person.

Now, I have a cousin in Australia.

He reckoned he lost weight. And he's in need of a haircut.

I was hot last year, he said

I promised him that I'd go clubbing with him in Brisbane one weekend. I get to bring my friends and he'll bring his and we'll get drunk.

He thinks I'm crazy to be drinking too much.

I'm more of a smoker, he said.

I'm more of both, I joked.

And In suppose a heartbreaker, he added.

Am not, what makes you say that, I asked.

Look at you, you've changed so much. You were fourteen when I last saw you, he said.

Well, things change. You're taller than me now, you have a girlfriend that eats right out of your hand and you're thinking of breaking up with her and you're telling me that I'm the heartbreaker, I challenged.

I guess it runs in the genes, he joked.

We both are born to break hearts, he said.

It's the Sanchez genes baby, I cheered.

It was fun how we just connected and just laughed for an hour or so.

Before we know it, we had to get back. I hated going after the wonderful afternoon we had.

I can't wait to catch up with him soon again.

I'm a proud cousin.