Passion
Pride and Acceptance
Passion. My motivation.
If I search the depths of my soul, I'd realize my passion is to have my family's love and support.
My parents have sacrificed in abundance for me and my only wish is to make them feel proud to speak of me. I want them to be able to hold their heads up with pride and say, "That woman right there, she's my daughter and I couldn't be more proud of her."
I could care less about money, cars and clothes. Sure, they hold some importance in life, but they don't bring me the happiness my family does. Sure, there are occasions when we are at each other's throats and we would want nothing more for the other to disappear, but deep in our hearts, we want the best for one another.
Throughout my short life, my family has given me everything with a simple gesture; love.
My passion and my drive is to make them proud of the woman I have become and the person I will be.
Their acceptance is all I need.
If I search the depths of my soul, I'd realize my passion is to have my family's love and support.
My parents have sacrificed in abundance for me and my only wish is to make them feel proud to speak of me. I want them to be able to hold their heads up with pride and say, "That woman right there, she's my daughter and I couldn't be more proud of her."
I could care less about money, cars and clothes. Sure, they hold some importance in life, but they don't bring me the happiness my family does. Sure, there are occasions when we are at each other's throats and we would want nothing more for the other to disappear, but deep in our hearts, we want the best for one another.
Throughout my short life, my family has given me everything with a simple gesture; love.
My passion and my drive is to make them proud of the woman I have become and the person I will be.
Their acceptance is all I need.