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My multicultural backgrounds have shaped me who I am today. The purpose of this blog is to share and inspire people to appreciate what nature has to offer and stories that could heal your soul.
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She gave me life and raised me, to be the best version of herself as a woman.
Growing up, she tell me stories of her homeland that she missed dearly.
As a child, I couldn’t imagine the sacrifices and loneliness she felt deep within, without someone to soothe her emotional pain.
I wish then that I was old enough to wipe away all her tears of sadness and tell her, ” this will pass, everything in life is temporary.”
She gave unconditional love without seeking rewards in return, but to see me one day become a dutiful and loving daughter to her.
Is that the life of a traditional mother? Born and raised to fulfill the duties and expectations of others with selfless love and without a voice?
I could only be my mother’s shadow, walking beside and sometimes behind her. It seems that we are “one”, but we are actually “two” identities that want to continue the lifelong journey together.
Being my mother’s shadow was a difficult task. Our lives entwined with endless battles of racial discrimination, social and gender bias as a woman and sustaining a peaceful life of the “American Dream”.
All grown up, I could no longer be my mother’s shadow. I must let her go, to live her last phase of life.
By Jazzmin S. Lu
Foreword: If you are fortunate to have a loving immigrant mother that raised you to be your best self, show her that she is appreciated and loved. Words couldn’t express all that she sacrificed and not able to have a “voice”.
She is well endowed with beautiful, bright yellow feathers, just like rays of sunshine.
When she chirps and sings, her voice echoes with sweet melodies.
Her loyalty to her master surpasses every human being.
She gave joy and hope to her master’s daily life without conditions, but to receive love in return.
She has a beautiful decorative golden cage; she calls home with all luxurious embellishments.
She was the envy of all other birds that flies by to visit.
What they don’t know is that secretly inside, she longs for freedom instead.
The freedom to soar high in the skies with no restrictions, to travel to unexplored destinations and to meet others to share her passion of songs.
By Jazzmin S. Lu