I haven’t lived a perfect life. Sometimes I could’ve done more. Sometimes I haven’t been myself. I’ve lived and learned and made mistakes. I still have a lot of self-improvement to do. But my goal hasn’t changed. I still want the best for my family, which includes more than relatives. I have this feeling that things will improve in the near future. It’s kinda scary. One thing life has taught me is not to be hopeful. The number of times I’ve felt hopeful and been hurt after is unfortunate. But this time feels different. We’ll see.