there are lots of reasons for me to be proud of my mom. most of us do. setting aside all the things I love her for in raising me, just being my mom, I would like to talk about whom she is today.

my mom had a dream. like most things she has set out to do in her life, seemed to fueled by some kind of relentless perseverance. a disguised passion that transforms itself to relentless hard work. people have always wondered about my perseverance to come to this country and to get to stay here and I know it has been regarded with some admiration. some say passion. I always regarded it as some form of pigheadedness. going through that process, for me tho, never seemed like I was driven by passion. what drove me the most then, was that I saw no other option. I didn’t consider failing. I never once considered giving up. stuck it out by way of that same perseverance I recognize in my mom. she is like a rock. or tough meat.

she had a dream. maybe I fueled that dream along with my own dreams. she went full speed a head, dragged the whole family in with her and brought us closer than we have ever been. I have been there at times to help her a long, but when I see all the things she has made, built and created, I am incredibly proud of her. she built a legacy of her own. she built a romantic hotel with attractions, restaurants, boutique, day spa and all kinds of other crap to go with it. she made everyone become part of this family business.