When is someone family? Is it the point at which the relationship is not a choice? When the escape hatch disappears. When they are so deeply woven into your life that they are connected to those who are connected to you? Some relationships last longer than marriages. Some siblings are estranged. Some friends become brothers. I think we get to define whatever the word means to us. For me, it is the people you make time for, and who make time for you. Beyond entertainment or distraction. The people who care about the stuff most people don't. The people who are a part of you. Who hold you together.
A detail of one of my mother's stitched oil paintings
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