My kids, absolutely goes without saying. Even if they weren’t my kids, I think I’d quite like them. They’re good people!
My parents. They’re now getting to an age where I’m wondering how many years until I lose them. They live 3 hours drive away and I don’t see them enough. The thought of not being able to pick up the phone and hear their voices just horrifies me.
And lastly my home. It’s a rented, messy, badly maintained little house but it’s my home.
(For too many years “home” was a place where I could never relax, never be myself, where I had to tiptoe around and never felt safe).
To now have a place where I can shut that front door, shut out the world (just me and the kids) and just relax is just bliss.