Life in Tapestry Form

There's a lot I don't know about my family.. there's a lot I don't understand and I may never totally understand them.
Life is a tapestry made of up all the threads of the people that have touched our lives in some way. I think most of that is laid on the background of family.
Recently, almost as if it was yesterday... oh wait. That was yesterday, I started communicating with a few cousins. It was strange at first, these strangers that I share dna with. Are they like me? Am I like them? Do we do the same things? Like the same things?
I don't know yet, I must admit I find the whole idea intriguing.

I also wholeheartedly believe that there's the family we are related to, and we should get to know them at least recognize them in case we ever need a kidney or something, but there's also the family that we have chosen by choosing the people that surround us, that we trust. In that case I can honestly say that I have never been cousinless. That I have always had a random aged very eclectic mix of people that formed a great support group for me, there were artists, mothers, sisters, daughters, fathers, brothers, photographers, fashionistas, glamour girls, cowboys, hard workers, crafty people, .... survivors. I couldn't have asked for more in my life.
I don't ask for any different for my children. Cousin wise, they don't have a lot of options, I'm thinking of taking them to a family reunion in July so they can meet hundreds at once and be dazzled, but honestly, I am profoundly grateful for the people who have adopted us and allowed us to adopt them. They have formed a stunning and stable backdrop for my children to embroider their lives across and I'd like to say...
Thank You.

love,
Megzy