I really believe we make our own family. For some people their blood relatives are everything and that is great. For others – who for whatever reason don’t fit in with or get along with their families – they tend to make their friends their family. And then there are a bunch of us who have a glorious mixture of both.
I think it’s about time we stopped judging ourselves and others for the family we have (given or chosen).
family (according to dictionary.com)
[fam-uh-lee, fam-lee] noun, plural families.
1. a basic social unit consisting of parents and their children, considered as a group, whether dwelling together or not:
the traditional family. a social unit consisting of one or more adults together with the children they care for: a single-parent family.
2. the children of one person or one couple collectively: We want a large family.
3. the spouse and children of one person: We’re taking the family on vacation next week.
4. any group of persons closely related by blood, as parents, children, uncles, aunts, and cousins: to marry into a socially prominent family.
5. all those persons considered as descendants of a common progenitor.
6. Chiefly British. approved lineage, especially noble, titled, famous, or wealthy ancestry: young men of family.
7. a group of persons who form a household under one head, including parents, children, and servants.