Fair enough. I find, for better or worse, there are very few people I care about to that extent.

When I visit with family this upcoming holiday season, I will do the kind thing and ask how things are going of my extended family. Not because I care, but because this is what is expected. My cousin is going to welcome his first child in the next few months. I am happy for him, and will offer my support in any way I can, but I don’t care about what he’s doing to prepare or “how he feels about being a dad.”