When it comes to family we all have a different opinion or idea about it. Me? I love my family even though they drive me crazy and we end up arguing all the time. The thing that gets to me the most is that we never see eye to eye. I am always construed as the irresponsible one and dreamer.
But, having said all that, my family is always there for me when I need them. When I am at the end of my rope and I'm lying in a puddle of nothing but self-pity, my family comes along, picks up all the pieces and try to get me back on my feet. We don’t always get along and we are so different from one another it's ridiculous, but when we need each other, we are always there for one another.
When I told my family that I wanted to self-publish, I thought they would protest after so much had gone wrong for me, but they didn't. Instead they were super supportive and encouraged me to give it my all. For some strange reason they thought I could make it work and gave me their blessing.