I have a family 2 brothers and 1 sister and a mom and dad  and have some of my family in mexico , Houston Texas and some in Minneapolis i can name more but lest just say they live in a lot of different places. my mom told us that we had one more brother he was the first to be born but my mom said he is up in heaven now .When a couple of years pasted and my dad said that he finely found our sister and told us her story and how they were separated from each other when she was a baby.then some years more years pasted and my cousin past away because he had a accident when they were playing football  it was sad because his wife was pregnant and we felt bad because the baby would not have a dad .then some more years pasted and we visited one of my moms old friends and he lived in Marshall town  we had a sleep over at their house for the whole summer then when summer was over i had to go back to school . Some months went by and they called my mom and she started crying because one of her brothers was diagnosed with cancer they had a to chose to do the surgery and it was only a 10% chance that he would live and a 90% chance he would die and the other option was just to let him die with the pain so we went to go see him on his birth day and it was sad because one of the little kids said i hop you have a good last birth day and you know what he said to the little boy that this was not going to be his last and that he will live on. So now to the present i finely saw my child hood friends i haven't seen them since i was 6 or 7 the next day we played monopoly with my sisters boyfriend and we played until it was 5:00 in the morning but in the end my sister won all of us . To me what i think family means to me is that you spend time with them and the time you have with them and also to cherish those memories because you never know when you will ever see them again in your life because we all come and go as life passes by and thing do change in the future so that's what family means to me.