family

whew, family.... someone once asked me what does family mean to you.the problem i didn't know what to say. it was like i didn't care what it means or is. today if you were to ask me "what does family mean to you?" i would tell you...to me it means having people that blood or not to lean on. to trust..not completely. only because they WILL let me down. but people that will cry, laugh, smile, and hurt with me. people that i can call and if they don't pick up. i leave a voice mail. and they listen to it right away and can tell by my voice she is in tears and needs me. then call back 2 seconds later and just listen. not talk or interrupt me but listen. or someone who tells me in front of their friends that they love me. family is a group or just a few people who care and love you for you.
                   my family isn't big. that person who calls 2 seconds after i leave a voice mail is a guy i call tomithy. it's timothy but tom instead. he has always been there to pick up my calls. help calm me down and has helped a lot with me finding my relationship with God. he is the best and i love him to death. my family is whoever treats me with love and care. i love my family. i love my mom, dad, brother jacob, sisters ally and leah. and a lot of other people. to many to type in this blog. but maybe another time. to tell what God has to do with this. without him putting where i am. i would have never met the people that love me the most. he is the reason i am who i am and who i know today. that is where God fits in. okay well he fits in EVERYWHERE. i love you guys thnk you for reading and supporting me.