Friends Who Become Family

Today we got a visit from some special friends. They are god parents to our kids and are known as Uncle Wayne & Aunty Trish.

It’s always a special occasion when they visit because they live so far away. We have had many happy holidays visiting them and visiting the dolphins who live at Monkey Mia (which is just down the road from where they live).

Our memories together go back many years and they have been there with us through good times and bad. In fact they really qualify as family now. A sure sign of a good friendship is when time and distance make no difference when you do get to catch up.



About embracingtheimperfections

I am a mother of six children. My children's ages range from 20 down to 1, so we are dealing with a lot of different ages and stages, not to mention a lot of different personalities. One of my twins has cerebral palsy so that adds yet another dimension to our lives. Along my journey so far I have learnt that life is far from perfect and that sometimes it's the imperfections that round out the harsh edges and give it a quality that is precious and unique. My love of the imperfect extends into my home life too. I love all things vintage, hand crafted, home grown and home cooked. I love to be creative and I love learning. I am definitely not a minimalist! I aspire to be tidy and organized but I am realizing that with six children, three cats and a crazy black Labrador that is probably beyond my capabilities, so I embrace the beautiful chaos that ensues!
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1 Response to Friends Who Become Family

  1. I truly understand the way friends become like family. I have a core group that are more like family to me than my own siblings. Perhaps this comes from my family not being around me all the time. I love my friends and they have influenced the lives of my children and husband in ways they will never know. Thank you for your post.
    Peach State

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