I have always thought of family as reaching beyond genetics and including friends. Several years ago, I realized family was even more. My husband and I lost our first daughter at birth, and I have never seen such an outpouring from our families, friends, colleagues, writing community, neighbors, and complete strangers. They called and visited. They sent cards. Meals. Flowers. Books. Every expression of kindness imaginable, to let us know we were not alone. When I think of that time, I think as much of the love as I do of the sadness. Now I know: a family is defined by love.
- Holly Cupala
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Holly, you've said it so clearly and succinctly. It's the people that are brave enough to wade through the awkwardness of difficult times in order to show their support that makes them gold in my book. True family earns that badge of honor.
ReplyDeleteGosh, Holly. I did not know that you had lived through that. I am so very very very glad that so many reached toward you, that so much love was there.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know that either, Holly. I'm so glad family love rose up to meet you. You get what you give, and you are truly a giver so I have no doubt you're surrounded by love.
ReplyDeleteSending you a hug, Holly. And one for your sweet daughter.
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