I was out with my friends from school last week. All were talking about how great they spent holidays with their families away from the island. Usually when I hear people from the island being on holidays ,they'd always go for the nearby countries but at least they are out to some place other than home. Annie my other friend was with her family in New Zealand and it sounded amazing because they were right on time for their family reunion. It was beautiful because not only that they had an amazing time there but was lucky enough to have the chance to visit Fiji on their way back home. Amazing, how a person can visit two places in just one holiday;that's two weeks! I was so filled with the excitement she had while telling her side of the holidays over that I wished I could at least be like her. I was wishing that if only I was her and she was me. If only I had the chance to switch places with her I would do it for the world. I went home on that day,I was very unhappy, the fact that my friends went on holidays somewhere fun killed me because unlike their holidays I had mines at home with my family doing nothing. I was watching TV at home when my friends were out sightseeing. I was playing cards with my folks when they were out in some beautiful parks. I was eating dinner at home when they were obviously in a restaurant eating a very peaceful dinner. How I wished I had what my friends had during their holidays!.I was beginning to look down on my own family and blamed my parents that if only they did better we wouldn't be staying home during these beautiful time;I wouldn't be sitting at home just watching television. We could've been like Annie's family who went to NZ and got the time to at least see a bit of Fiji. I was pouring all these out for my parents to hear and to feel what I felt. Never have I known that what I was thinking and wishing hurt my parents so much that they couldn't tell me. This attitude continued for a week until I saw Annie in school unhappy telling me that if only she had a real family instead of a family that only puts up with family events such as the reunion. If only she had a family that stays home everytime they get back from work and school only to watch TV and play cards and eating dinner while telling each other how the day went. She would exchange it for the family she's had then. The day went by and the realization hit me only to know that some people are hoping to have the life I live. And maybe some wished to at least have a family thats happy and peaceful in a way but fun in everyways. I was even more surprised to only realize that while I was wishing that if only I had a life better many kids were hoping to have a life I had. I was missing out on a lot. Maybe when I thought I was eating a simple dinner at home it would meant the world to someone. I was blinded to see that at least I had a roof over my head and food on our table, a happy family, beautiful siblings, the chance to go to school. The fact that I go back to a home where loving people awaits me was amazing, much more amazing than the fancy holiday trips and reunions. Then I thought to myself, maybe if I learned to appreciate what I had around me I would have done better to create something more beautiful out of it and from then I never again wished to be someone better but me. Maybe we do have to look deeper 😊.