“The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other’s life.”- Richard Bach
I thank God for some of the people I have come across in my life. My family those related to me by blood are amazing in their own way but those who don’t share a shred of my DNA are my strength.
I know that sounds weird but it’s the truth. The way I look at it, your blood family have to love you and support you (although many don’t) while others are free to tell you that you suck at life without worrying about hurting your feelings.
Those who I consider my family are supportive, truthful, reliable and sometimes they get on my last nerves but they are mine. They sometimes are my biggest critics but they are also my biggest supporters. They call just to say hello, check on my well being, support my dreams and tell me when I need to get my act together.
I don’t have many family like this but those that I do have I will forever be thankful for. That whole “no new friends” saying is catchy but it’s irrelevant in my case. Some of my new friends are the closest family figures I have and I wouldn’t want it any other way.