I’ve always had a small family, relatively speaking. Mom, Dad, sister and me. Now this is my nuclear family… it’s getting bigger with my brother-in-law and his son. Only recently have I realized how much I absolutely adore my family and have realized what a great value they pose in my life. There’s a certain point that I come to in my weakness, where no friend could help as much as I need. Yet my parents or my sister are the people who know who I am and keep me grounded at the critical times that I need to be. They know the core of me, and I don’t think I ever realized it. They may not know the details of my life, they may not know all of the people I spend time with, but you better believe they know me.

My mother’s calming touch, talking me off the ledge when I’m scared, there’s nothing like it. And my father’s sweet words, and to hear when he’s in pain because I’m in pain – it shows the utmost love and support. And my sister’s soothing and thoughtful actions, I’ve never known a woman to care so much for her loved ones, to the point that she’ll go to any length to ensure her sister’s comfort. I’m blessed to be a member of my family, where the love runs as rich as I’ve known, and to know that there’s really nothing that can divide us.

I’m thrilled that I get to spend a few days with all of them. Growing up with them has been a treat, and who knew it could get sweeter as I go further into adulthood.

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