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Life has a way of surprising you.

I haven't gone to church for a while already. Probably at least 6 months. And earlier today, I was sort of prepared to go as I know that my bestfriend's family will go. And of course I agreed to go with them. 

It was a happy way to end/start my week. Going to church was one step to what I call my own way of therapy. I was there, with her family, and felt really happy and light. I had a sister and 2 brothers with me, and a dad and a mom who were there too. I have always been the adopted daughter whenever I am with them. I always love hanging out with them as I have never had a complete family as far and long as I could remember. It felt like a part of me was recharged, being with them, going to church with them, saying peace be with you and besos. Afterwards, we all ate dinner together at this Korean restaurant one of her brothers suggested. It was fun eating and laughing with them. All my worries were put on hold for that moment and I just had to enjoy and laugh with them. It was a really good feeling. 

On my way home, I cried. I felt like I miss having that. A family who loves you and accepts you no matter what. I have been having fights with mom recently, and I know that I may not be the best daughter, I also know that I have always tried my hardest to be one. If I was to become a parent, I would probably just be more understanding and acknowledge my child's capacity, especially if I know that my child is on a certain phase or a certain situation. 

I thanked my bestfriend and her family, and told her how much I am thankful to be part of their Sunday. Her mom was very nice and told me that I am always welcome. 

I wish I can have someone like that. Someone who can accept me despite my flaws and despite my irrational and bipolar behavior. Someone who will just be with me until whenever. 

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