Family
Family is a funny thing. The more I heal who I was the more I see family is not biology or blood. Family are those around you that pick you up, worry, walk the path with you, or leave a space to sit in their home at 2 am when your heart is breaking. They are the ones who look us in the eye quietly to call us on our bullshit. Make a joke at just the right moment.
Family is something we make, not something that makes us.
We live so many lives, even in one life time and we have the opportunity to create so many kinds of family. Family is those who sit around a table with you. Message you to see if you are okay.
Family is who we care for and who cares for us. It is unselfish. It is more simple and more complicated than that.
Age, colour, gender, sexual orientation, distance mean nothing.
They sing our song back to us, when we forget it. Tell us we are beautiful when we feel like crap.
You might have one, two, a hundred in one life time.
Family is a thing you make.
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