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I realized today how caught up we all get in our own lives and our selves we hardly ever stop and think about the important things or the people around us. Today I got really sad when my mom was looking through my 3rd grade sisters v-day cards from her school party and she held up a homemade Valentine and showed it to me. She told me the giver of the Valentine was the poorest in the class and her dad works as a janitor at Homewood and she doesn't have a mom. It makes me wanna cry thinking that she at 9 years old had to hand make all her Valentine cards for her class b/c that was her only option. There was no picking out of pretty princess cards or care bear cards or anything like that. At 9 years old this small child had to feel different than her classmates on V-day b/c she was the only one that had to make her cards for the class. This hurts my heart and made me stop and think how truly blessed I am.