I feel like I should say something very profound about family seeing as I have such an amazing one but I don’t really know what to except how grateful to God I am for them.  All of them, my husband and daughter of course and my parents, my sister, my step father and brother and sister, my grandparents, my aunties and uncles and my cousins.  We have our struggles and are broken people in lots of ways but you’re all awesome.  I don’t really know my extended family at all but I have some amazing friends too from my childhood church who I consider my extended family.  You’re all awesome too.  I am who I am because of you.

I also feel very blessed by Martin’s family.  I’ve had my struggles as they’re very different to mine.  I know that every family is a bit of it’s own culture but there really is a big difference between Australian families and Peruvian families.  It has taken me awhile to get used to it but I am getting there now and so have really learned to appreciate the good things about them.  One of the things I love most is how close Martin is to his cousins, second cousins and third children.  They don’t use terminology like that though.  A cousin is a cousin and their children are your nieces and nephews and your parents cousins are your aunties and uncles.  Nina and I have been automatically accepted.  They all call me “prima” (cousin) or “tia” (auntie) or “sobrina” (niece) and it does give a sense of belonging.