I’d like to think we all grew up with mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters, either born into or chosen into or, perhaps, your own choosing.
And when you’ve been apart from them for a while, seeing them again brings joy that overflows from all the memories you had with them. Sure, we can’t get back lost time, but we can always make new memories with them.
How sweet it is to be reunited with loved ones once again.
jessa 