Once upon a time, I dreamed of having a significant other and a family of my own. But I didn't believe I could feel as good with someone as I do alone. Because I'm strange. With a persistent feeling of loneliness in my soul and thoughts that I'm not from here. But there was someone. And three more of my people show up. I wrap them in my microcosm and clumsily try to be a good wife, hostess and mom. And they accept me for who I am. I learn to support them and not to hinder them, even when I don't understand.