Wherever we go, we go together.

The people who knew me before I was cool.

Too many family photos is not a thing.

Love runs in the family. So does sarcasm.

Traditions, tea and togetherness.

Saturday mornings with my favourite people.

Cousins, aunties, uncles and too much food.

Blood makes you related, love makes you family.

Blessed beyond words with this crew.

Sunday lunch with the whole crew.

The best moments are shared.

We're not perfect, we're family.

My first friends, my forever family.

Home is wherever these people are.

Where the chaos is loud and the love is louder.

Love you all, even when you're annoying.