I know why families were created with all their imperfections. They humanize you. They are made to make you forget yourself occasionally, so that the beautiful balance of life is not destroyed.

What means family to us? Is it mom and dad and sisters, so the family we were born into? Are we feeling home in our original family and if not, how can we make pease with it? Can we find family and feel home somewhere else that perhaps goes far beyond traditional perceptions of a family?