Family

I love my family and I would do anything for any of them if it's in my power. Including those like Aunt Judy who is aunt to my whole household. Why? She's been Aunt Judy since the day Shelby was born and she cares. She is their's they are hers she is mine, it just is. There's nothing like having an Aunt Judy, that someone who loves your kids just because, they don't have to, they aren't technically related, they just are. So when I get a phone call saying she is in the hospital, that she has congestive heart failure, my heart drops and I get scared and I go. Why? Because I love her as if she is my own and so I go. Doesn't matter if I need to or not I just do, because that's what family is. Why did I take her and Noelle dinner then follow Noelle home and then take her back to the hospital in the rain on a Thurday night? Because Noelle is my sister, their no longer is an in-law in our relationship, hasn't been for awhile. And so I go gladly, willingly, because she needs me. It is nice to be needed, wanted, loved. In the end isn't that what we all want? And isn't that all that matters? You see I believe that when you die the one thing you take with you is love, so why is it that sometimes it ends up last on our lists? Just a thought. To all those who are family(related or not) I love you. Always have, always will.