Sunday, January 2, 2011

The only woman in my life.

Dear Ma,
Thanks for doing so much for me. You’re the definition of a mother. You sacrificed long hours, cooked and cleaned right when you got home from work, helped me realize how good life can be and you do this all with managing with your own worries. Ma, although you never said, “Hey be whatever you want to be.” it really warms my heart knowing that you support my dreams and ambitions towards ( classified ). I know you want be to really pull through into becoming something in the medical field which I will…if somehow I don’t get into the ( classified ) industry. I know it’s a tough world out there especially being Filipino, becoming an artist in the United States can be only seen in my dreams. But ma, anything is possible. I want to make you proud. I want you never to work another day in your life, I want you to be joyful. No more stress ma. If I do get signed to a contract or some sort. I’m going to accept it ma. I know your dreams would be for me to become a Physical Therapist or a Registered Nurse, but that’s your dream not mine. Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing wrong with becoming any of those occupations. It’s just ( classified ) is my life. I never told you ma but I see art everywhere. When I’m at home from school, you might see headlights but those headlights are ideas to me, stop signs and crosswalks are words ma. ( Classified ) is a part of me now, and it will always be. Ma, I’ll make you proud. I’ll be successful. I’m doing this for you. I’m doing this for Pa. I’m doing this for us.

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