Family means many things.
Mother, father, grand parents, brothers, sisters and the list goes on. I am focusing on my own kids here. Because I havent taken the time in recent years to really express how much they actually mean to me. I live in Minnesota, and they live in Alaska. Four awsome children that managed to make it to adulthood. Four people that are about as different as one could imagine. Each of them good people, each of them living their own lives, each of them on their very own journey.