Always with some ups and downs we always knew there would be in the end
The all important piece
Where Buildings touched the sky and we met new friends
Blending in to the mix of life.
Life and death
And all the things life could possibly bring.
The sisters that I wished were me.
A scary place we longed to escape.
We went to school and learned through hard knocks lessons,
Sharing memories and spaces before moving on.
Though we had some trouble, fighting and growing
We had each other in the end.
Our world was often black and white
Yet there was always a smile to be had.
Love was enough.
A little of each three girls and a boy
Yet made it through each storm unscathed
Each unique in our own way
And we grew up secure that we were going to be okay.
Becoming strong through this thing called life,
Not always there together but always in the mind
The essence of a family album
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write about our families, perhaps finding a picture and writing about each person. I don’t have any complete images so thought I’d write about the families I became a part of growing up, locked in my world of fantasy and escape.
Perhaps my family was a part of yours too…