Some of us do not have traditional families.
Some of our closest connections are friends who have become family over decades of love and shared life…where the lines blur so completely, you no longer know where friendship ends and family begins.
Some are children we didn’t give birth to, but love just as deeply and somehow resemble us in our mannerisms, values and lifestyle…Some of us are missing family members—by choice or by loss…death or unfortunate estrangement.
And some of us live more independently, with our circle made up of friends, colleagues, and chosen connection rather than a family structure…small yet complete.
And it’s all meaningful and heartfelt.
Because connection isn’t defined by societal norms or standards—it’s defined by feeling connected at the most basic level: communication, compassion, presence, love.
“It’s the heart of the matter.”
Love and blessings,
Wendy
Write Pray Recover 