My Secret Identity: Millenial
Their smiles were warm, shining lights from the moment I came into this world. Kind eyes below halos of warm brown and black. I called them Mom and Dad. Quick turn of topic there, maybe. But Guardian Angels is exactly what I think parents should be deemed. They've been there since we began, through our first toddling steps to bruises on knees, heartbroken tears, failure and disappointments. They've welcomed us back with open arms, nudged us onto the right path when we begin to stray, and all the while made us laugh at ourselves when we need it. Why this blog post? I'm going to be completely honest with you here, guys. I am *shudders* a millennial teenager. Millennials are people born from the 1980s to early 2000s. It's a title that's been given a negative connotation over the last few years, and I will be blunt when I say, for good reason. It's a sad thing, the fact most of us ARE unmotivated or selfish or entitled in one way or another. And ...