After a three week visit, my mother was off to Hong Kong last night at about 1:30 a.m. It was a wonderful three weeks that we spent together; lots of laughter, great food and heartwarming conversations. Saying goodbye to her was very tough for me.
As I was sending her away I couldn’t help but notice that there were so many people at the airport from all over the world going back to visit their home countries. They were from
As an immigrant I often ask myself… What is keeping me here away from my family? How long should I stay here? Why am I still here after all these years?
I remember when my cousin was applying for a student visa to come here. He got rejected three times despite his excellent grades and great background. Why do people still want to come to America despite these miles of red tape?
I can’t speak for all immigrants. As for me… it is the freedom.
Freedom to dream. Freedom to think. Freedom to act. If you dream it, you can get it. This luxury is not common in most countries but we can find it here. Being free to pursue your dream is everything.
Millions of people emigrate to the US every year without knowing a word of English or having much money. I was one of them 14 years ago. We work hard. We never complain. All we want is the opportunity to serve. All we want is to be free.
Earl Nightingale once told this story:
That is an American story.
Despite the mountainous obstacles of not speaking any English and not knowing anyone, they worked hard and made their dream come true.
What is your dream? Are you living your dream? Are you getting the most out of this land of the free?
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