When I was a kid, it’d have to be Memorial Day. All the extended family would convene at the old family cemetery to decorate the graves. That isn’t the weird thing… the weird thing was we treated it as a family reunion and picnicked together among the head stones.
Family meals can be overwhelming, and even traumatic depending on the family. After I got married, I could at least take every other year off. It’s now really just me and my dad who are left, and he doesn’t really put much effort into relationships. I miss them all so so much. I don’t really miss the chaos at family gatherings, but I’d deal with it again. Just make the most of your time with the ones you care for.