Day 45: Ohana

My sisters in law are slowly learning that they’ve been welcomed into my tribe. They were stranded on a roadside earlier today and it only took me three phone calls to find help. No tow trucks, no insurance. I got a hold of an uncle to take care of the car.

My family is a unit. All is one, One is all. We may clash from time to time but we look out for each other. It’s kinda blowing their minds to be included into my black family like this so quickly, but that’s just how we are. Call it culture shock.

Ohana means family. And family means no one gets left behind.

For real.

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