Family...There is only one
I'm not really used to miss the family. I always was (and still I am) quite independent of the family. Of course It's not that I don't apreciate them enough, but I know that I have to live my own life, and they cannot do everything for me. I have to work on me in my own way. But... after a few months living alone, in some another country, really far away from home, you cannot avoid to miss them... a lot. Because even If they are not the perfect family, I love them, and I miss them. And I know, that they will be there always when I will need it. I used to think that the family is just that... family! And I was used to think that I'm more connected to friends, because they understand your situation better, they think more like you... But that's not true. After so much time, and meeting so many diferent people, I realised that the friends come and go, that a few of them will stay next to you (the best one's) and most important: they will never