I have absolutely no idea where I would be in life it if weren't for them. (I know, I wouldn't be without my family; they made me exist. Duh.) But seriously, guys. They are the best people I know. They have seen me at my absolute worst, time and time again, and somehow they don't judge me. And even more impressively, they still love me. They still have the energy to support and encourage me.
There are so many people who don't know what it's like to have a family, or who have a family that only brings them down. I feel so blessed to know that I can never be completely alone in this world (although I am sure to feel that way once in a while). I will always have somewhere to turn. It is impossible for me to ever end up homeless or hungry because before I could even be close to either of those things, someone(s) would be taking me under their wing and not allowing it to happen, no questions asked. And I would do the same for them, if it were the other way around (which is laughable to imagine, considering how independent and successful all the people in my family are). But still, I would do it.
Anyway, the weird thing is, I didn't have to do anything to get the family that I have. Not a single thing.
How did that happen?
1 comment:
Great thought Shannon. Love pondering that. Thanks for opening my mind. It's a true blessing so many hope for, and so many take for granted.
tb
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