I have family on the brain these days.
The one I have made through my friends and my life in New York, yes, but really, today, I am thinking about the one that I was lucky enough to be born with, and the people who have come into it since then.
Once upon a time we were five. Now we are ten. And then numbers just keep growing.
These are the people I love. The ones I hold close when I feel alone. The ones I reach for. The ones who prop me up. The ones who make me feel like I can do anything.
Who let me be me.