We were forged as family and together we stuck. 

Christmas cards that include me and parties that didn’t suck. 
We cross each other’s lines most days, if not all. But like puppies in a puppy box, we laugh as we fall. 
In the kitchen we nourished our souls and our minds. In the basement we moved and sorted a million times. In the bathroom I shaved as you gathered around; the strangest of confrontations, but with family I was found.
 I hid, and you sought. I sought, and you did not hide. 
As family we were forged, and together we stuck. Days to come are uncertain, but a piece of my heart you’ve got.