And it said "the best chosen family." As the caption. And it's true. I stand by that.
But then I noticed an aunt, then an uncle favourited the photo and I sat back and thought....I hope they don't think I am replacing my blood family with my chosen family.
Because I'm not. There are people who probably should, but I am not one of them. I never was and I never will be.
But it got me thinking about how important my two families are to me just in different ways. They fill gaps in my life that I truly believe are unique when you're living with a chronic illness.
My family, my blood family, my mother, father, brother, grandmother and most my aunts, uncles and cousins are wonderful. They know my history, they raised me and taught me what am advocate is. They taught me how to do daily things like money management, living on my own, how to drive a car, how to be tolerant and patient. They taught me love, and critical thinking and...so much. I can't list everything I learned from my blood family.
But the diabetes community, my chosen family, taught me self acceptance, awareness and understanding in a way that my blood family simply could not.
When you live with a chronic illness I truly believe that a vital part to your treatment plan needs to include support from a community.
And that's what a chosen family is. It's a group of people who are there for you no matter what happens, who are there and they say "I get it, I understand, me too"
But they don't have to. That's the differnce and that's why they're chosen.