Riches

It's raining outside and the sky is grey so I thought it an appropriate day to write.

I didn't have cheer practice so I have my afternoon all to myself and I couldn't be more glad of it.

I might go outside and take some pictures or read a book and just enjoy this beautiful, dreary day. Coffee also sounds delicious :)

The other day, I found out I might be going to Paris and Germany! Needless to say, I'm excited. Sometimes, I can't even begin to describe how incredibly lucky I am. When I listen to my friends talk about their home life, and how they're afraid their mom might leave them, when I hear them say they never sit down and eat dinner with their whole family and when I hear them say they've never been out of the United States and don't understand the joys of knowing a different language, I just want to cry. I am so so so so lucky to have the family that I have... We sit down and eat dinner as a family almost every night, my parents' love for each other is increasingly stronger every day, we fight with each other in different languages and still make up in the end with a Te perdono, y te amo. We sit around and laugh till the tears roll down our faces as we recall memories from Uruguay and Venezuela and all the wonderful, brilliant people we knew there. We aren't rich by any monetary means of the word but we're incredibly rich when it comes to love and the care we have for each other. Sometimes I may be annoyed by my family but I know one thing for certain. I wouldn't trade any of them for anything in the world.