Now that the holidays have come and gone and the new year is upon us, this is a common time to reflect and be gracious. I really want to shine a light on the ones we definitely don't give enough thanks to: our parents. And this is not just for the gifts that the holidays come with- but really taking a look at the sacrifices that they make to give us what we need. These are some things my parents do for me and I'm sure that a lot of you will relate.

Thank you for putting a roof over my head and giving me the love that let's us call a house a home. (And the awesome food that comes with it). It’s a basic necessity that I often overlook, and now that I'm older I notice how much work goes into running a home. As I grow and realize money is earned through a lot of work… owning a home in itself is a huge responsibility. Having a 19 year old college student living there on top of that is whole new world.

Thank you for all of the times you gave up something they wanted to give me what I wanted or needed instead. This in turn has taught me to be generous… And putting someone's wants over your own is a huge sign of love.

Thank you for being patient. It’s no secret that all teenagers develop attitudes. It's annoying. I could never thank you enough for your patience in all sincerity.

Thank you for teaching me what is right. Now that I'm off somewhat on my own, a fair distance away from home, my morals are put to a test every so often. My actions in these situations reflect your teachings. I can only hope they make you proud.

And finally, thank you for being hard workers. As the years go by I know it's only harder to get up in the morning and get going. The fact that you decide to get up and go for me is something no house, car or amount of money could ever repay. I'll still try. Your sacrifices will be well worth it, I promise.

This can apply to parents, grandparents or any family members that helped you get to where you are at this point. My family is pretty new to the United States, but if yours isn't…Imagine leaving everything you've known for a place with better opportunities that aren't exactly promised. Getting up and leaving, not knowing if you'll ever see the ones you love ever again. Starting off with nothing but the clothes on your back and pocket change. From there with immeasurable amounts of time, blood, sweat, tears, and effort a home is built. That is true love. That is true sacrifice.

Thank you for loving me.

I could only pray to be half as courageous and full of love as you are.