Whenever I leave my house (in Gilbert) to drive back to my other house (in Tucson) I always feel a little bit sad. I love that I still have a home with my parents even though I'm away about 92% of the year. I'm blessed to have a dad that makes me fried egg sandwiches and doesn't mock me when I'm stupid about car stuff. I also love that I have a mom that is a wonderful example of a compassionate nurse and takes me out for lunch.
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