No matter how old we are, we all need a sense of belonging, to be a part of something.
We all are branches, belonging to the trunks of our family trees.
However we sometimes feel disconnected from families. A sense of not belonging, of being forgotten.
Most my brothers and sister live far away, so even though we belong to the same branch, the connection is lost and often broken.
We count on our families, because blood is supposed to be thicker than water.
But we find ourselves being let down.
So for those who do not have a family, no connections, rely on those around that care for you the most.
Even though my branches are disconnected, the leaves are flourishing.
I am thankful for my husband and children, who love me no matter what.
And above all, I always remember that my heavenly Father loves me so much, that He was willing to send His one and only Son into this world, to die for my sins.

Isaiah 49:16 (NIV):
See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;
your walls are ever before me