I am grateful for my parents. They have been my loudest cheerleaders this whole long time.
They never questioned my choice of a major. They came to all my theater events. They helped me with FAFSA forms and scholarship problems. They took care of medical bills. They read my writing. They commented on the blog.
I got little emails every night form my dad. My mother would run to the store for me when I was too busy to do it myself—which was every week.
They listened to my worries and hugged me when I was happy or when I was overwhelmed. They supported my odd ways of staying healthy. They got me out of tight places I had dug myself into. They always—always—welcomed me home.
I love them. I could not have done college—or anything before that—without them.
And in two days, I get to be home with them for a whole long month.
I am abundantly blessed.