2/3 of my life in the US

Today is the 28th anniversary of our coming to America. I was 14. 28 Years later, 2/3 of my life spent in the US, I'm still grateful for what my parents went through to give me and my sister the privilege to call this great country ours.

Your political views may be different, you may feel that this country leaves a lot to be desired, and as sincerely as I can, and from the bottom of my heart, I will tell you that you are wrong, completely, absolutely wrong. And that's what makes this country great. The ability for us to differ in opinion and both of us being able to express as we wish.

Dad loved the US, what it represents, what it offers, the opportunities here. He was proud to be an American and proud to have lived here. I know this is a recurring theme throughout this blog, but it must be said again... Thanks, Dad... Thanks, Mom... for the sacrifices, for the courage, for the opportunity, for the love, for the selflessness that it took to come to America.

I love you Dad and Mom!