Last week, the Scottish, English, and American camps of my family arrived in Florida for a 25th anniversary vow renewel and family reunion. I was able to meet and bond with cousins I’d never knew I had. I got to see my father and uncle kick with their favorite family members. I got to have a ball with people who initially were complete strangers and become great friends.

There was whiskey. There was tears. There was laughter. What more do you need?