[notyouravgdoge]

This post resonated with me.

I'm in my mid-20s and just a few years ago I would memorize grocery prices and track the value of the items I had in my shopping cart. Chicken breast at $2.99 per pound compared to beef flank at $8.99 per pound...I guess I'm eating chicken. Yellow onions for 79 cents each...since the store isn't charging by the pound, I'll dig through the onions and find the largest one.

These days I can spend the occasional $15 on a cocktail or $40 on a meal without thinking twice. I believe growing up in a lower income family gives me a greater appreciation for what I have now. Happy Thanksgiving!

Edit: Most importantly, I'm grateful for my (immigrant) parents' hard work and the sacrifices they made to provide me with the opportunities I have today.

[dang]

I feel exactly the same way. For most of my life, I had to worry about what food cost and carefully manage what I put in the cart. Now I don't have to, and there is a feeling of amazement about that every time. I don't think I'll ever lose that feeling, and I hope I don't.

In my case the immigrants were grandparents, and what they went through is impossible for me to imagine.