I'm grateful to be 3,000 miles away from my family. I have never felt so at peace with myself than I have this year. After struggling to come out on top every day at home, I finally feel that when I'm 3,000 miles away from home, I can truly be myself... which is another thing I can be grateful for. I certainly love most of my family and miss some, but there is no heartache or homesickness due to the mileage. The price of buying an airline ticket, however, does cause me to shed a tear or two. Unfortunately, it would be financially irresponsible to fly home more than once a year... what a shame...
If it wasn't for my new-found family in California, I would not be able to enjoy the luxury of being so far away. So I'm grateful for their kindness and for my boyfriend's loving ways. If we were to compare and contrast our families, my family would be exposed as the polar opposite of the Allen family. They are the family I have always dreamed of being apart of and I'm truly appreciative for everything they've done.
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