What do I represent?

I represent the American Dream.In the late 70s  my father came to the states for college. He later married my mother from his home country, Zimbabwe, and brought her to the states. My little brother and I were born and it was evident from the start. We were their American Dream. My parents had given us everything to succeed but ultimately it was our life.

I spent some time back in the Continent of Africa. South Africa to be exact and I reflected back on the place where my blood running through my veins had come from.  I reflected back there for two years.  It was enlightening that I was finally on my own. It was not easy and I will do it again because it helped shaped the person that I am today.

Now I am back in the country that I was born in. AMERICA....I do see America differently. I really do see what the fuss is all about now. "If you put the work in, you really can do anything here."

My choice is to be a company owner just like my father. Being a company owner, it requires 24 hours of work. My 7 hours after that go to graduate school. 

Yes! I am in graduate school and both endeavours are hard on me.

This is why I stayed home after church today. I put on some Jazz music and lit some candles. I went to sleep then I woke up to organize some things in the house. I also turned off my phone.-this rarely happens.

Now I reflecting on the whole day. I feel ready for the week to come. Now wonder why God made the seventh day for resting. He really makes sense. I believe his smart.

I represent the American Dream. It is pressure to make something out of myself because I was given the tools from my parents. I know they what me to be happy so the pressure does begin to lessen when I put it into that perspective. Now I begin to climb my ladder to the American Dream....I represent the American Dream for my parents and now I will represent the American Dream for myself and my kids to come.

"The purpose of having kids will be for them to surpass you one day." - my Daddy