One of the things I regret the most is not being close to some of my cousins on my dad’s side of the family. Sure, I talk to them from time to time. But it’s not like they are my friends. We’re only related by blood but I don’t know if we have anything in common.

I wish we will become close. I know the younger ones find it awkward to talk to me. I am not the type of person you’d easily get along with unless you spend a whole day with me. And since I see my cousins irregularly, I don’t think they would feel comfortable around me. The only one I am really friends with is my cousin who’s working abroad. We chat almost daily and we really talk about everything. He’s the same age as my brother who died and it might be a transference of sorts because I see my brother in him. Aside from that, this cousin of mine is a wacky person so you can easily find a rapport with him.

My youngest sibling, my brother, is the one who’s close to most of your cousins. Age range and he’s really very friendly.

If I could turn back time, I would have done things a bit differently in my life.