Friends are the family we choose for ourselves.
You guys obviously know that I agree with that sentiment. But I also think if you’re lucky the opposite is true- that family are the friends you’re blessed to be related to.
And I’m really lucky.
I was born into a great family- amazing parents and a brother and sister who are two of my most favorite people in the world. My parents always- always– encouraged and supported us through school, sports, friendships, college, jobs, marriages and now raising our families. I know that if I need anything, my parents will always have our backs. As for my siblings- there is nothing like knowing there are two other people in this world that remember the same crazy family trips and traditions as me. Add in numerous grandparents, great-grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousin that I enjoy spending time with- people we choose to vacation with every year- and I couldn’t be luckier.
Then I was doubly lucky to marry into a great family. In-laws who’s company I greatly enjoy, people whom I respect. They raised a great man and all of them have become a happy add-on to my already great family. My kids are beyond lucky to have 3 sets of loving grandparents, 4 sets of involved aunts & uncles and an ever growing number of cousins.
I realize this all sounds a little too suzy-sunshine, but I can’t help it. It’s true and I couldn’t be more thankful for every single member of my family. Even The Bearded One.