If you know this, your childhood was rough

We grew up in a world where luxury lived in other people’s houses, where video games and new toys felt like something from another planet. So we turned to the ground beneath our feet. Trumpet worm nests became our treasure chests, proof that magic still existed even when money didn’t. In that dirt, we learned how to share, how to compete without cruelty, and how to turn boredom into discovery.Those days carved something unshakable into us. Hardship didn’t just surround our childhood; it shaped our character. We learned to celebrate what we had instead of drowning in what we lacked. Today, when life feels heavy, we remember muddy hands, shared laughter, and fragile nests cradled like gold. That’s our quiet superpower: the ability to find beauty in small things, and strength in places no one else thought to look.