There's an old proverb that says you cant choose your family. You take what the fates hand you. And like them or not, love them or not, understand them or not....you cope. Then there's a new school of thought that says the family you're born into is simply a starting point. They take care of you until you're ready to greet the world.
Whichever and how you turn out to be life is all about choices. In the family matters.
I love mine and cant bear the thought of living without them. After mom and dad passed on its been empty and my sisters are all that i have now. Having said that mine is just like a sundae....mostly sweet with a few 'nuts' thrown in :)
