im proud of my parents, because they did such a good job at raising my brother and i. im thankful for them because they have always pushed me to strive for the best. they instilled the notion of doing my best, even if it didn’t achieve the best - but it still being enough. im proud because they always believed. 

now, i’m not one to usually say this but.. im proud of myself. because i did it. only i know the struggles that i went through, the frustrations that i felt because i felt i couldnt do it. how hard i had to push myself to understand it. yet i did it.

and yet, it always comes down to my family. whether it be blood or by choice. its because you guys said i could, and you guys said i would.. that i did. and here i am, feeling so accomplished.. and feeling like i owe it all to you.

it really isnt until you get that piece of paper, that it feels real. and today was that day, and right at this moment - i couldnt be happier.

blessed with the best, always.