Some families you are born into. My family pulled up root and immigrated to USA 34 years ago. We were poor and without much chance of upward mobility if we were to stay in Hong Kong. I probably would not have progressed beyond high school, due to the lack of funds. In 2009, Father has 11 grandchildren, with 4 grandchildren getting higher education currently and probably all grandchildren will go to colleges. America is truly the Land of Opportunities and Diversity. Unfortunately, our mother passes away before the first grandchild was born, she would be proud.
OTOH, some families you make. Before we moved to California 15+ years ago, our good friends took us to a Lakota Sweat Lodge ceremony of which he is the pipe carrier. In the presence of the Stone People and the Elder of his tribe, we declare that we are Hunka family, adopted to each other. We only see each other but every 3-4 years, whenever we can manage a visit. The way we connect though, is as if we have never left.
To our Families! Cheers!