By Nicholas Goodwin
I love family. There are fights – sometimes we do something stupid – but still somehow we forgive and forget.
When I say family I don’t mean strict bloodline relations. There are infinite variances of family throughout the universe. A code of loyalty, comfort, inevitable trust, and unconditional love.
When you find your family, you find privilege and purpose and strength. There is no limit, only a comraderie. I can see it in the older members of my family. The understanding of this comraderie and the obvious comfort of company. Something to live for.
The beautiful things flow beyond my comprehension. Simple things that I overlook that come to my attention through observing the examples set by mine.
Bloodlines, friendships, mentors, rivalries, counterparts – anything that brings a family together is a reflection. Good times and the bad. Family.