Not Related, Still My Brother: The Beauty of Chosen Family

I woke up this morning to a text that made me rather excited.

My dearest and longest-closest friend messaged to ask if I fancied a visit from him.

No brainer. I dived out of bed, pushing my other half, excitedly saying, 'Quick, we need to hoover.’

He was dropping in on his way home. He’s pretty much my brother. We don’t see each other all the time, but when we do, that time, well, it just fades away.

My kids adore him, and he adores my kids. On this holiday weekend, I guess what I’m saying is…

Not all family is blood, and not all blood is family.

Surround yourself with people you love. People who make the effort to check on you, not because they want something, just because they want to know you are ok.

Family celebrations and happy moments are best surrounded by those who know and love you, not always by those who know of you and share a name.

Love and Light

Amanda