Blood is thicker than water. This has been said to me many times. At first I thought that they were trying
to convince me that family was the most important thing and should be cherished. After some time I realised
that they were trying to convince themselves that their family was the most important thing to them. A poor defence
repeated many times is still a poor defence. Besides, practical experience has told me that this is not true in
that both generally flow at the same rate.
I have no blood kin nor have I ever had any. This to me is not a source of sorrow as I do not miss what has never existed.
And I have seen too many homes where sorrow and misery have been perpetrated by families and kept secret under the
guise of keeping everyone together. That is not to say I do not have family.
I have a mother who is wise and caring. I have brothers and sisters that I can trust in. And I have my dearest sibling, one
for whom I would and will do all manner of things for love. They are not of my blood but I do not love them any less. I pray daily in thanks for the bounty that I have found. Now if you excuse me, I must help my brothers tend to the keeping of the bees.