Just when you think things are going the way they should.

Just when your dreams are finally coming true.

Your family has a way to destroy them in an instant.

And it hurts to know that I am alone.

Just as I have always been when it came to them.

And I cry.

I cry.

Why do I always cry?

I know the result is always the same.

In the end.

The only family that matters.

The only family that cares.

Isn't even blood related.

But they have accepted me from day one.

The day I walked into that house after flying 3 hours.

And their love has forever touched my heart.