Also, my mom and family are very important to me and I know that this is not expected.

I need my family to remind me in a loving and nice way to lighten up.

A family is a place where principles are hammered and honed on the anvil of everyday living.

The only rock I know that stays steady, the only institution I know that works, is the family.

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.

All the men in my family were bearded, and most of the women.

We believed in our idea - a family park where parents and children could have fun- together.

In every conceivable manner, the family is link to our past, bridge to our future.

I believe the world is one big family, and we need to help each other.

I would love a family. I'm at the age where the wish for a child gets stronger. But who knows.