Dealing with the changes

I lived with my parents till I was twenty six, they say don't move on until you really can. The money struggle was a tough pill to swallow in this country. I would save for certain things, but never could manage all the bills my parents did. They never asked me for help just asked to do simple things around the house and pay for my own personal things. I never visioned myself married with kids, owning a house or even getting paid more then twelve dollars a hour. I never new what to do with my life, I just winged it as I lived on. I had a happy childhood life, parents fought like typical parents,but no psychical or mental abuse to them or I. I always had a vacation every year even if it was just a weekend on the beach. I lived life as a child loving the things that made me happy no matter what day it was , as I got older my goal was just to get through school to make my parents proud. Holding that piece of paper with your name on it was a accomplishment of twelve years of hard work. It was up to me to make it last in the big world where opportunity waited for me.Things tend to change though , sometimes for the best sometimes for the worse.