Family

What is family? It's a question I've struggled with for ages. There is family by blood, who I love dearly, but there is also family by nurture, and maybe even choice, that have surrounded me throughout my life. Is it disrespectful to my blood relatives to call others family? I hope not. Love does not come in finite amounts. Those who manage to come close enough, who have weathered the thick and thin and are still here, who support and have been supported, who I fight with, who make me laugh, who know who I am, who I will always be somehow connected with, they are indeed, family.

Right?