I just got home from spending the past week in my personal "home" haven.
It wasn't where I grew up, and they aren't even really my family, but it is the place where I feel most accepted and loved.
It takes a very special kind of person to invite a complete stranger into their family, but that's what I found over 3 yeas ago.
I can't even begin to describe how they've changed me and my life.
I wouldn't be where I am today without them (literally they introduced me to my husband!).
I could never thank them enough for all they've done for me, and my family.
I am always welcome and they treat my daughter like one of their own.
They were the first people I told when we got pregnant and they were my first wedding invitations.
We have more inside jokes and funny moments.
They are who I think about when I say "I want to go home".
And I will never forget my long awaited Father Daughter dance, it was probably one of the top 4 best moments of my life.
They are my inspiration and role models.
They are the rock I turn to when I need advice or counseling.
Most people don't get to choose their family, I didn't either, they chose me and it was the best thing that could have ever happen to me at the time.
I was a mess going nowhere, they gave me a place to live and a chance at a different kind of life.
Every member of that whole family accepted me and touched my life in some way.
I've only been home for 22 hours and I already can't wait to go back....
Stay Tuned...
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