Chosen

My friend Christina lives minutes from Mayo. She stopped to see us today and I was reminded of what she always says, "friends are our chosen family."

We've chosen so well.

Our chosen family is the backbone of our home right now. They are the ones keeping our kids, making sure they eat, picking them up, dropping them off, walking the dog, leaving encouraging notes, offering to fill in the gaps, remembering that the only soda I ever drink is "brown with ice", bringing us care packages full of Advil and cookies and carrots and celery. 

We have felt so completely surrounded by kindness and love, and we are so so grateful for all of you. (Yeah you-if you're reading this we know you're with us in spirit, and we are so, so lucky.)