A family...
Is it just simply a word? For my entire life I could never remember that I've kept a family picture of mine. I didn't grow up with my parents.
Growing up with my aunt and other relatives seems to be just fine for me. As I grow up I started to long to be with a family. I was searching and searching for that feeling of being in a family. Later, did I know that I have been long living in a family. My aunt was used by God to raise me, and she became a part of who I am now. My other aunts and uncles were also used by God in molding me. They help me bring out the best that is in me. I may not have been able to grow under the care of parents, still I thanked them and I am so blessed for having them. I am now a grown up, living a little bit far from them and I can't return those lost years anymore. Every time I am given by God the chance to be with them, I really treasured it, because I know moments would passed by and I can't turn the hour hand back.
I belong in a special family. A family that God has designed for me. Now, I know that I may not have the perfect family it is okay because I've got the best family designed by God for me. ^_^