In actuality our village is alive and moving all around us, it just looks different. I live in a town where our closest relative is a two hour drive away. Next a six hour drive away, or a two hour flight. That's awfully far for anyone to step up for a much needed date night. Or what about a kids who's sick and has to stay home from school. God forbid you have an actual emergency, you know one where it's ongoing for months with no end or help in sight...who then do you turn to? That's exactly where the village steps in. I didn't even know I had a village before Jeremy got sick. I thought I had some nice friends. Some like minded people I hung out with on a regular basis. Don't get me wrong I was super happy to have my friends but I had honestly never considered if they would run towards me or away from me if I caught on fire. I now know. Without question there are people in life who step up and run (with reckless abandon) towards those people in need.
I know for a fact I live in village. I'm surrounded by amazing humans who raise me up daily. Thank you for being my village.

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