I grew up in a household that values family. It's always just been me and my parents. Three peas in a pod.

My friends' family reminds me of ours.

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I remember holding both hands once upon a time.

And cruel people would ask, "who do you love more, mommy or daddy?"

To which I remained mute. I did not waste my breath on such trivial questions. Besides, if I had replied, "Both, equally", they probably wouldn't have been satisfied.

My answer is still the same twenty some odd years later, and I still love my family. I know this little one loves her parents, too.