Today, I have no idea what that word means. Or did I ever? I have spent most of my life searching for the family that I believed I deserved! Trying to find the mother I believed I needed, the father who I wanted to protect me. I guess once I accept that the mother and father that I have really are the ones I chose. I wish that I would stop searching under every stone and wisp of air for a brother and a sister, for an aunt and an uncle. I have a family and no matter how flawed I perceive them to be, they are my family! I say and write these words with my head. I look forward to a time when my heart believes me...
o n s e k a y a
"Our home, our world, our universe..."
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