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Well look who it is. Me again. Who would've thought! I'm sure all 3 of you that click on this blog were not expecting to read something written by me. Total shock!

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For some reason, (I actually know the reason, but I'll share that later), I was thinking about the word sacrifice yesterday. I was thinking about what sacrifice means and why we chose when we will sacrifice things compared to other times. Out of nowhere, as I sat at a red light, I was like holy crap if you rearrange the letters in sacrifice you get 'If I Care' (plus an additional c and s). I'm not sure if that's because I love text twist or if I was mentally saying what makes me care and then it all connected or what. Either way, it was kinda a jaw dropping moment for me. It just makes me think about if people who created these words actually put that much thought into it and wanted some kind of hidden meaning within the word or if it just coincidence. I would find it hard to believe people put that much thought into creating words, but who knows.

The whole reason I was thinking about sacrifice was because I remember watching a movie (once again I don't remember what movie). Just kidding, just looked it up, its called 'The House' with Will Ferrell and Amy Poehler and there is a moment when they have to decide how they are going to tell their daughter that they can no longer afford her dream college anymore. Of course this is just a movie and I doubt they expected people to put that much thought into it, but it was a real eye opener for me. Coming from a lower, middle-class family, I still have opportunities that some people may not have, but that doesn't mean that my parents didn't have those awkward situations when they had to try and figure out how they were going to approach a situation or make something work so that my sister and I could live the best life possible. It was a really humbling moment for me thinking back on my life and all of the decisions that my parents had to make. Like woah, they took some major risks and made A LOT of sacrifices. My poor dad, was top level chauffer for a good 6+ years between getting my sister and I to all of our practices and tournaments. Shout out to you Papa bear, you're the real MVP. I mean this man works out in the heat 8+ hours a day, then has to come pick me up from basketball practice then drive to the other side of town to get me to volleyball practice on time. Sit at my volleyball practice for 2 - 3 hours then take me home and make sure I have dinner. That's technically the easiest situation he ever had to deal with because all the other times he would have to drive hours to different states to get me to tournaments, on top of getting me back home by a certain time to make a basketball game. Once winter hits, he would get to put on his professional drifter hat and navigate us through the ice and snow to get me to a tournament out of town when all the meteorologists and news stations are telling people to stay off the roads. I don't even think I can put into words the things this man went through and I am just talking about myself, not to mention getting my sister everywhere. Mama Bear was there too, but she was the professional napper with my sister and I so we lived the easy life. This isn't to say that my mom didn't have to drive us all around town to practices and tournaments because she definitely did. She would also be at home cooking for us, if she wasn't the one driving. Since she was a badass firefighter though that meant dad had to take care of us all by himself every third day.

I'm kinda all over the place here because I am trying to tell yall so much, but there is SO much to say that I am just jumping all over the place.

I think it would be wrong of me to pretend as if this is where their sacrifices began. Man oh man, if you people knew me as a child you know the pain they went through. Can you imagine having a child that gets kicked out of all their babysitters places, keeps breaking their bones, everything possible to keep you on your toes and make you spend lots of money.

Word on the street is that I pulled all the wallpaper off my babysitters wall. Also, yall know that hard head I got?! Apparently I thought it would be a good idea to ram it into my babysitter's car as I rode my bike leaving a dent. Anybody know of the boogey man?! Well I sure did and that's what I called my babysitter's neighbour so I was never allowed to go outside to play anymore. Can you just imagine the conversations my parents had to go through with these people? Uhm, sorry ma'am, that's our kid, she's got our blood, sorry about that.. What do you even say?

I think the best surprise would either be having my sister go inside to yell to my dad who was in the shower that I broke my ankle at 9.00pm while my mom was at work OR having my neighbour have to go knock on my door to tell my dad I broke my arm. I mean this mug was in the shape of an 'S'. Of course, mom was at work again and had to meet us at the hospital. I mean this is just the beginning. Broken arms, broken ankles, dislocated shoulder, ruptured discs, busted lips, black eyes, glued chin, sprained knee, I mean my medical record is impressive. Where did all this money come from?! Who knows, I'm not even sure my parents know how they afforded all of that. They are such champs. I'm pretty frugal with my money so I can only imagine one of these things happening to my kid and my reaction. I'm just gonna be like sorry champ, you did it to yourself, mama's gotta eat tonight! #BigGirlsGottaEat

But seriously. They say learn from your mistakes and I ain't saying I was a mistake, but I know what I did and what to not let my kid do so that I can keep that moolah. Jokes, my kid will have his freedom, don't yall worry.

Anyways, sacrifice. Such a huge thing. I know I got a bit off topic and didn't really go into that deep, but just think about it for a little bit. What sacrifices have you made? What do you care about? Are there sacrifices you wish you would've made? Why?

I think back and I think there are situations where perhaps I sacrificed too much. I sacrificed myself for a meaningless cause. I sacrificed because I cared, but that doesn't mean that the person on the other end did. Think about it, evaluate it, act on it. Don't make sacrifices for people that don't care. You're still a good person, it doesn't change who you are, it just means that you have more to sacrifice for the person that does care and is worth your time.