I saw my family Saturday night in Philadelphia.
The last time the family got together for a reunion, it was rather remarkable to see all the different colors, shapes and demeanor of people who are in one way or another related to me.
There are many cousins who are of different faiths than the Maronite/Roman Catholic faith in which I was raised. There were Jewish members of my family, a few Muslims and I think we even have some Methodists and Baptists – the ones who only drink outside of their own home- at our event.
We’re a family of different beliefs, different sexual orientations and different opinions.