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Thank You


My parents.

My siblings.

My family.

How can I ever thank you enough?

Helping me through times of trouble,

Inspiring me to do my best, 

To do and be BETTER.

Without just one of you, I wouldn't be the person I am today.

The love you showed to me taught me how to love others

How to truly care about others and abandon selfishness

 

My parents raised me in a house with morals that I'll never drop:

to love God, and love others.

Love isn't only shown by saying "I love you"

but is accompanied by actions that let the other person know that it's true.

My family went from seven people to an innumerable amount due to these beliefs I hold,

these beliefs that were taught to me,

that I strongly believe if taught more will help better my people's condition.

 

The people around me inspired me to aim to become the best person I can be. 

To have confidence in myself,

to learn to love myself, 

not worrying about those who want to put me down.

Even though these words don't encompass the appreciation I have for these people,

all I can say to them is:

Thank you

Thank you

Thank you

 

 

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