That lovely time when you meet up with your cousin sister after an extended period and talk nonsense for hours.
That lovely time when you stay with your grandparents and watch the love between them expressed through repeated bickering.
That lovely time when your cousin sister takes you out for a drive through the town and points out random cute guys for you to check out.
That lovely time when you sit with your grandmother during one of her daily soaps and laugh with her at the idiocy of the characters.
That lovely time when you and your cousin sister roll around laughing about the funny stunt the pair of you pulled at the bakery.
That lovely time when your grandpa washes fruits and cucumbers and urges you to refresh yourself as you write away.
That lovely time your cousin sister stays the night and watches Pride and Prejudice with you.
That lovely time when your mother comes to you as you write and asks you about the characters’ well being and the story’s progress.
That lovely time when your cousin sister says she feels better just because you understand her and make her laugh.
That lovely time when your father reads the sample printed copy of your book and positively enjoys it.
That lovely time you and your best friend talk on the phone and are oblivious to the hours flying by while you giggle about random stuff.
That lovely time when your best friends understand your spacing and are there to go insane when you come back.
That lovely time when you realise you don’t need anything more while you’ve got these beautiful people around you to love you unconditionally and are always there for you.