Family

8 years ago they, dragged me into their gang and we formed a kitty group-my first ever. I wanted to leave after the first round. Not that I had anything against them but because I had nothing in common with them. It was like being in the wrong orbit. I must be older than their mothers-in-law.

For all you know they must be thinking what was I doing in the group. My husband just advised that if they are ok then what's the harm. Carry on. My daughter told me to just go and enjoy. And I continued. I realized that they were quite fun to be. Kept me vibrant, crazy and young. I actually started enjoying their company and eight years have gone by.

A week ago when there was no one with me I fell sick. The way they are standing by me has made me realize what all I would have lost had I parted ways 8 years ago. Since 30th they have not allowed me to cook a single meal. I know I am not alone and that is the best feeling one can get.

Moral of the story Family is not only blood relations. It is people who are with you when you need them the most. Blessed am I for having them around. If ever you want to leave, think twice