Your Tribe

When I was growing up, I always wanted a picture-perfect Hallmark family. I always wanted the dog with the happy family of four with the white picket fence out front. But the best I could do was a wiener dog named Max, a split family with an emotionally unavailable father, an asshole of a sister, and a mom that was off doing whatever made her happy. To say the least we were very far off from being "The Waltons".

On my journey of healing, I have often found myself feeling lonely for a family that I do not have. I can't pick up the phone to call my mom, my dad will not speak to me, and my sister, well I already explained that in the beginning of this blog.

My Aunt has told me about "family of the heart", at first, I wasn't sure what that meant but what it means is "the bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life". After we had this conversation, I started thinking as I do. All I could come up with is, family is what you make it.

Family to me is surrounding yourself with those that are rooting for you at your worst and at your finest. Family is not always blood. Family can be those who love you unconditionally for you being the goofy you that you are. Family can be those that want for the same goals and aspirations that you have too.

My family I have might not be the Hallmark, but it consists of my lovely husband, our 3 dogs, and all of our lovely friends, and relatives that want to be a part of my life. My family is happy, they are loving, they are understanding, they are unique.

Family can be the shits sometimes, and you know the saying "you can't pick your family", which I have proved wrong and have handpicked my own family, sure it's not picture perfect, but it's mine and I love each and every one of my family that has chosen me to be a part of their life too.

Family is what you make it. :)

Peace & Love

The Daily Extrovert <3