My family

My family completes me. They are the kindest people I know. The most generous - not just of material things - but of their love and joy. Peter is now not just a part of my family, but an integral piece - almost like the heart. My dad makes me want to be a better person. My brother makes me laugh constantly. My mother is thoughtful and always makes me feel loved. They make ALL experiences more fun. Their enthusiasm and energy is contagious. They are up for any adventure at any time. They always believe that "i can do anything." I am always successful in their eyes. I am always beautiful in their eyes. They are kind to everyone. Seriously, I don't think my parents or brother have ever been unkind or hateful to anyone. We truly enjoy each others company and want to do things together. My favorite memories have been with them. I wish for their happiness more than any other persons in the entire world - even my own. I love that my dad calls Peter his son - and means it with his whole heart. I love to sit in the background and hear Peter giggling, joking, and talking with my brother. I love having history with people. They know it all. They accept you for all of it. They expect nothing more or less than what I am. They would do anything for our success or happiness. They are beyond loyal and always have your side. They know all the inside jokes and facial expressions that no one else would ever understand. They always accept those I love. They love those that mean the most to me. They are always hopeful and believe the best in everyone. I want to be just like them.