Oh America, thank you so much for allowing me to be a free woman. I am incredibly indebted to my Uncle #1, a province boy who fearlessly enlisted in the US Navy and petitioned my Grandma (Nanay) of Love who surrendered her Philippines citizenship to proudly pledge as a Filipino American. One hard working money at a time through wrapping lumpia and babysitting neighboring kids, Nanay saved her pennies to petition her 13 kids one by one in hopes and trusts that they and their young families would also have a shot at the American dream.
When I think of all my Aunties and Uncles who migrated here in the States, hard work is the most common denominator. America was built on the backs of generations of immigrants seeking to make a better life through plain old hard work, NOT handouts. This hard work is the very byproduct of America’s economic might resulting in some of the best living standards in the world. This coming 4th of July, I am reminded of our history. We all spring from the very individuals described in the inscription on the Statue of Liberty; welcoming and encouraging immigrants who want to build and better the future of this great nation.
Through other's sacrifices, I am a proud and free Filipino American. I thank God for 4th of July. I understand that this is a STYLE post, and thank God that these dope photos and OOTD prove that. In all seriousness, I am in awe of how amazingly privileged I am to walk, talk, and breathe in freedom. Freedom that all humans were created and meant to have. At the same time, I am reminded that America was built on leading the way in helping your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Let us not forget. Happy Independence Day, Free World.