

Thank you for all the birthday wishes and spoils. I feel so lucky. Growing up poor didn't mean there was lack of celebration and love, just lack of gifts - And I'm honestly so grateful for it, because it taught me not to expect anything on any given day, but to enjoy moments over material objects. My parents could never get me the newest gadget but they could give me the most amazing experiences and they'd always scrape enough money together to get me something even if it wasn't the new Xbox. I grew up surrounded by rich kids in a private school my grandma spent her pension money to put us in. They'd always name a list of their presents and poke jokes saying we lived in a cardboard box. It was hard for me knowing how they looked down on me for not having as much as them. But as I grew older I learned that I had so much more than them, I was rich in other ways. In humbleness, in understanding. Who am I to demand? To expect?
I will always carry a piece of that little girl within me, though I now know my worth is not made up by what I own.
Each time I give a gift, it makes me smile for I know how it feels to get one in return. I will forever be grateful to anyone who believes I'm worth getting a gift for. And of course I love giving gifts in return, because no matter the day... birthday or not... everybody deserves to feel spoiled, but we should all remember to be appreciative of what we have - no matter how little, no matter how much.