Family

I'm 16 right now, turning 17 in February. As I look back on my childhood, I can see how great it was. Sometimes I wish I could go back; other times I can't wait to get out. I'm stuck between being a little kid, and being an adult. It's a hard place to be, but I'm so lucky to live the life I have. My parents are the best parents anyone could ask for. They're the reason I care so much for people. I have friends that don't have the things I have and whenever they need help, my parents more than welcome them into our family. My mom is my best friend, I talk to her about everything. But she also keeps me in line. Most of the time we see eye to eye because we're so similar, and when we don't agree, we talk things out and can usually come to a compromise. I know she's always smeone I can count on, no matter what I do. I could make the biggest mistake, and although I may get into trouble, she would never give up on me. Oh, and the most important piece of information: we're all die-hard New York Yankees fans. :)