The Family You Would Choose

There is an old saying that friends are the family you would choose. This year that point was really driven home for me. It was about 52 weeks ago (that's one year for those of you who went to school in California) that Aleks and I separated. As recently as this summer I was not looking forward to the Christmas season and the specters it would raise, but something happened along the way. This Christmas season found me surrounded by friends all weekend and upto and including Christmas Day. On Sunday I had friends both old and new in attendance as well as someone who is insane enough to say he loves me filling my home with warmth (those of you who could not make it I hope know that even with a full house you were missed). The next day I was given a wonderful gift from the insane one (will blog on that later), then on Christmas Day Mr. Beau and I went to Disney to enjoy the hospitality of the "House of Mouse" with our friend Sarah, ruling queen of "Astro Blaster". So while my biological family (whom I love with all my heart) is 2000 miles away they need not worry about me, because I did spend Christmas with "my family".