My mom could not biologically have children, something wrong with her insides. My older brother and I were adopted. The family I was raised in as a boy, a chosen/created family, was so ideal, so full of love and warmth and care, so connected and dedicated that I never really questioned my belonging. But I knew friends who's families were anything but warm, anything but actively, outwardly loving. Those were biological families. I met my biological mother, it was surreal, and I would love to write a book about it, about the strange feeling of magnetic connection, a blood awareness...which was and is not love, and how that contrasts with what a family requires to BE a family.

Well, so Drupal 6 came out yesterday, the day of my daughter's birthday! Right, so I did absolutely nothing with Drupal, but we took Savannah shopping, and I made her favorite dinner, and we all went to go see a cheesy movie. :) She's 11!
((and I'm feeling old))