I just  returned from a vacation with friends I don’t just enjoy—but deeply cherish—as chosen family . Two years ago, our little family boarded the   Disney Fantasy. Over the course of the following 7 days (and past 2 years) our journey through life merged with  two other families who would become some of the safest, most life-giving people in our lives. Since that first trip, we’ve shared more vacations, long dinners full of laughter, late-night conversations about life and parenting and doubt, spontaneous adventures across several states, never-ending text threads at all hours of the day (and night), and quiet moments of simply sitting with each other when life felt heavy.  What started as a cruise friendship has grown into something sacred—deep trust, shared joy, and the kind of belonging that steadies you. We celebrate big, grieve honestly, disagree without walking away, and keep choosing each other over and over again. That doesn’t happen by accident. It happens...