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Hands down, my 30s have been the best years of my life thus far. I have so much to look forward to and I'm so thankful for what each day brings. A huge part of that is the family that adopted me when I married Matt.

Many times, I've said family isn't always about blood relations. It's true. I've never had more love and acceptance in my life. We share a bond that even blood family may not understand. God saw fit to put together a bunch of damaged, broken individuals who don't judge, who listen and understand and who will have your back, no matter what the circumstances. I haven't even had that from my own blood family.

Acceptance is a big deal for me. Probably at the top of my priority list when it comes to close friends and family. We all have a past. Some uglier than others, but you know what? When we are together, none of that matters. It doesn't define us, it only makes us stronger and better. When Matt is gone, they take good care of me. They call to check on me, they spend time with me and if I need anything, they don't hesitate to help. But most importantly, they love unconditionally.

I look forward to every opportunity that I get to spend time with them. It's NEVER a dull moment and always one of my happier memories. We just click like that. We laugh together, we cry, we share and we love.  Life just doesn't get any better!

I enjoy the holidays most. It seems each year is better than the one before. Knowing I have all this to look forward to in my lifetime...My heart cannot be more grateful.


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