Growing up, I was always slightly embarrassed of where I came from. Looking back now, I am embarrassed that I ever was. Sure, I didn't always get the newest toys and clothes as soon as they hit the shelves, but I never went without. Sitting in the living room a few nights ago, coming up on 20 years of age, I realized that I had not really missed out on anything. As I sat there in heart of my home, I felt nostalgic about the live I grew up living and how in a less than a year away, I would no longer be in this house. It was all bittersweet. My parents may have not been able to give me the world through material things, but they sure did try when it came to their love and attention. All we ever truly needed was each other, and maybe a dog.