Things Could Always Be Worse: Going To Matamoros, Mexico

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The words I like to live by are, “Things could always be worse.” I developed this saying through experiencing difficult moments in my life, such as, losing my nana due to cancer when I was only four years old and growing up in a household where money had to be stretched out paycheck to paycheck. Though not having the easiest and most exciting childhood, I didn’t really become aware of this saying until later on into middle school. I don’t remember exactly what year it was, but it was what I thought had been another normal year of going to Matamoros, Mexico on the same mission trip that I’ve been going to since I was nine years old. Little did I know that I would be doing some growing up during that week. During this time, I became more observant
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