Getting through this telenovela life I have been living has never been easy. The one thing that I can constantly count on is the support and guidance from my tribe. You see, I didn’t grow up with a large family. It was usually just my mom, sister and myself since my folks split before I hit the age 10. Most of my father’s family lives in Cuba and my mother’s family lives in Florida. Over the years I have only maintained a close relationship with a handful of them (they all know who they are, and to you, I owe so much of sanity) 😉
Back to my tribe. What I have learned throughout the years, is I didn’t need a large family to survive. I just needed my nearest and dearest. My tribe is filled with a bunch of weirdos such as myself. Some related to me by blood, but the vast majority are around by choice. A choice both parties have made to be there through it all. Another way to #saveyourmarbles is to maintain great social and emotional networks. I think I may have that covered.
My tribe keeps me stable.
My tribe keeps me sane.
My tribe calls me out on my nonsense.
My tribe checks in on me.
My tribe doesn’t kick me when I am down, and they most definitely don’t jump down the rabbit hole with me.
My tribe lifts me up.
Most importantly, my tribe keeps me happy. #Saveyourmarbles, be happy.