Micheal was such a great cousin. We were miles apart, he in California and me in RI. Yet, I knew he was my cousin --- we'd share a special connection for all of our lives, my son even shared his Sept 27 birthday day. He would have the same values as us, he was raised in my eyes a true Foster, which meant a light hearted personality, a caring way towards others, a natural alcohol drinker, know how to have a good time, stand out amongst others with a warm smile, and of course knowing what "clean" meant the Grandma Foster way. He of course was a Foster true-n-true and much more.
As I was told he was the good looking one in the family, yet I just saw him as my cousin and wondered why all the girls were flocking to him. I recall a night in Cape Cod when we went to a bar and after being there for 5 minutes, he had 3 girls wrapped around his finger. He had that spark that just filled the room.
Through many visits East we shared a lot of heart to heart talks. We discussed so much, relationships, work and our lives. Again we were miles apart, but felt through these conversations we were a close family that saw each other all the time and that years between visits were really only months or even days.
I am sad that my children will not get to know my amazing "cool" cousin, I'm sad that I will not get have one last drink together, I'm sad that you are not going to be here and will miss you so much. I know that I will see you again and we'll have another great time together.... until then I'll remember you and keep you alive through stories of the great days we've had together. Love you forever cuz,
