Sad, yet true. I always forget how blessed I am. I’m not going to lie, I do take somethings for granted and yea I’m not always the nicest person, or the most truthful. But I do have to say that at the end of the day I usually look around once I get home and say “Dang, my house is beautiful, my parents are loving and trusting, and the only responsibility I have is to get good grades.” I feel guilty sometimes because I am so blessed and others are not. Sure I guess people could say “Who cares about them, just do you,” but I’ve seen people struggle and its not pretty. I have to thank my parents who keep me so grounded, especially when it comes to things like money. Its never been an issue in my life, never a struggle. But at the same time I dont spend it on shopping and unnecessary crap. Thats why I hate when people dont value money because I see how hard my parent work for it. Anyways kinda went off track there, but this is all from a conversation I had with my mom earlier today. She reminded me how blessed I am and how one day I can reach their level. I love my mom and dad. My biggest fear in life is to disappoint them, so when they tell me things that really stick, I take it in deep.