This last 3 weeks have changed me a lot. It made me think about life and the way things are and also that perseverance will lead me to become stronger.

My dad is dying of leukemia and a stroke and I am still standing strong. But people don’t understand why am I strong. I am have shed some tears and more tears to follow.

But through this it has made me stronger and bolder. My dad is one that has taught me never give up and keep building. Even though he compared me to others. But he knows I am different. He knows that I love what I do and that I can and will make it.

So as long as I am alive I will make sure that a part of him will be with me always.. His perseverance and all he has done for some many others and hope that what I do can do the same.