Five children.  Five.  And yet no matter that this family is with each other constantly, under the covering of the same parents, each child is beautifully, uniquely themselves.  I could see this in only our short time together, the caring, the curious, all joined by this bond that is family.  As mama so marvelously said, “We are a mix – all different personalities but we love with all our hearts.”  Yes indeed.  May love always be the root to which we find ourselves woven.  Only by it will we thrive.