As I travel the world and see all these cultures, places, and people,
I realize that I am living the dream of most people’s end goals.
There is lots of thrill and life within my 30 countries before 30 plan,
yet also there is lots of guilt and sadness.
I am finding home in many new places, many new people, many new things.
Yet my mother still cuts hair, files nail, and scrubs feet just to get by every day.
She has given everything for me to live my dream; Every parent’s wish right?
Yet what have I done in order for her to do the same?