I try to be positive but even now with things falling every which way, I am forced to view reality. There are people who choose to care about me and people who aren't related to me who care more than my family does. My sisters haven't called me in a very long time. The last time I called them it was a power outage. Even with the transplant being cancelled, they didn't call. I shouldn't be surprised. Actually, I am not surprised. They would have surprised by calling. This got me thinking of how chosen family (people who aren't related to me but really do care) are so important to me. It's not that I want to be nit picky. I don't but I am grateful for the chosen family that I have. I am so thankful for my chosen family because I might have given up dealing with my regular biological family. I also like that I am able to expand that family too. Everyone doesn't get to be family but the ones who do are in there for life unless they decide otherwise.