Things I used to worry about on a daily basis... how my hair looked... was my nail polish "in"... which party would my best friend be dragging me to this time? After a long day I would come home expecting to find my quirky sister's nose stuck in a book and my little brother running around, waiting to bug me about the latest video game that had released. That life was simple. I had a best friend. I had two parents who loved me--grandparents...