I've always considered myself to be quite lucky for the way that I met Wallace. It was one of those right place at the right time kinds of things. We met online way before it was 'cool'. And we forged into territory unfamiliar to most people, and especially to either of us. I wouldn't have wished for it to be any other way. I love him, indescribably and without limits. And we are so lucky to have one another.
My family has always been a close one. My mother, father and sister were all I had for a very long time. Strained relationships among family members prevented me from having any kind of normal grandparent/grandchild kinds of relationships, for the most part. And, even to this day, with a cordial relationship with a few aunts and cousins, my parents and sister are truly my original family. So, in many ways, I had always hoped to marry someone with a larger family, or one that I could assimilate myself into at some point. In Wallace's family, I've finally gotten that wish.
From the very beginning of our relationship together, how fast and unorthodox it all was, they took me in, and came to love me. Wallace's mom is so easy to talk to and so sweet to me. Wallace's father is so kind and so cute, and always concerned about me. Wallace's sisters are very charming in their own unique ways. Wallace's nana, even for the infrequency that we get to talk to her, has been wonderful and has become my nana too. And, along with Wallace, I feel so lucky and blessed to have all of these people in my life.
I look forward to Savannah getting to know all of them. And loving all of them, as I do. For all of my family, I'm so lucky.
My mother gets sad when I have talked to her about who I consider to be my family, because all of the people that I include, I have chosen in one way or another. My dear friends are also included in my family, because I think that's important. I appreciate those who only call their blood relatives their family, but I think that family develops because of how people treat you and how much they care about you, and how you fit into their lives. I do have blood relatives alive, but I do not, unfortunately consider them to a be a part of my family.
Maybe this isn't the view I should have. But, I just think that love is so much more valuable than blood. Any way you look at it. What's the good of having blood-related family treat you like shit? I just don't get it.
I adore my family, my immediate family as well as all of those I have adopted along the way. These are the people who are most important to me, in this life. And I will always be thankful for them, appreciate them and feel lucky for having them in my life.
The reason I'm thinking about family today, was because Nana... our Nana sent me the most wonderful card today in the mail. It is a simple card about it being my first Mother's Day. And I cried all the way back from the mailbox, without even opening it. It was just a demonstration of why I feel that I finally have a nana, and it made me love her even more for her thinking of me.
I'm so lucky to finally have a Nana, and I know that Savannah will love her as much as I've come to, and appreciate the family that we have together; those who we've conciously chosen, and those we have not.