There is so many things to keep you from what you want. I fight everyday with the thought of losing my family. Even thinks that I will most likely be the last alive always brings a tear to my eye. I know we are all mortal but I don’t think I could face the caskets that I will lower into the ground. I fear moving away from my family, yet I fear what kind of person I will become if I stay. It is the hardest decision I have ever been presented with. Leave the ones I love to become what I would love to be, or forego my loves to stay with those that love me?