I believe in the power of family. Most of us when asked to describe a typical family would list a mother, father, son, daughter and maybe a household pet. For most of us, this is not the description of our family. The word, “family”, means different things to everyone. A family does not need to be bound by blood. A family is a group of people you hold close in your life and depend on. In a family each member relies on every other person to be there for them. No family is perfect; they all have their blemishes. But a strong family can make light of that, and help heal those wounds that so deeply hurt us. But not every family is strong enough to recognize someone’s pain and end up losing someone they love. Your family’s job is not to protect you from the outside world, its job is to help you when you need it the most. None of us can make it on our own and many will fall down trying. But a strong family can pick you up out of that hole, no matter how deep it is, and get you headed in the right direction. Every member has to sacrifice something, but in return they receive something much more. There is nothing more motivating then knowing you have someone to catch you if you start to fall. A strong family can move mountains, while one man would die trying. I am lucky enough to have a strong family and have the support I need to make it in this world. I can set my sights on anything I want and my family will be the sail that will carry me there. No matter what happens to me, I know I have a family to aid me in healing whatever ails me in life. My family is the compass in which I navigate this world and I know they are pointing me in the right direction.