Shout out to immigrant parents who came here with nothing but gave us everything
Candid I took of my mom, every Sunday she'll go grocery shopping in Chinatown, & it wasn't until recently that I really understood how important it was to learn her traditional cooking methods & recipes. She always says "knowing how to pick the freshest piece of meat is the fruit of your dish."
“Trust me when I say - when it is right, everything that you love ruthlessly, will love you back with the same conviction. Trust me when I say - when it is right, the things you reach for in life, the things you deeply hope for, they will reach back. And I promise you, when that happens you will understand, that all the things you aches for that did not work out, all of the hearts that failed to appreciate the home you made for them inside of yourself, they were not the things that broke you, or ruined you, or made you less worthy. No, instead, you will see that they built you. They taught you about yourself. They led you to the person you were born to be, and they guided you to the person you were meant to be with. They shaped you. They challenged you. They grew you.”
There’s a lot of days in which recently I felt so aimless. Many mornings passed where I thought about what it means to have a purpose and why all of the sudden I felt as though I genuinely lost sight of mine. There was a time where I was always so motivated, ambitious, hungry and driven. I was convinced that if the younger version of myself met me on the street now he wouldn’t recognize me.... except then one morning I realized that I let things go this far by slipping into contentment and laziness one day at a time. I stopped remaining conscious of the thoughts that would enter my head and the words that left my mouth. I forgot how amazing it was that the sunrise seemed to always have a better guarantee policy for a wildly colorful and beautiful morning whereas the sunset would disappoint me time and time again. I stopped doing literally everything that made me, me. I stopped exploring what makes this planet beautiful and the things that provoked that inner child-like sense of freedom. I guess this is my rant to say no matter how badly you’ve lost sight of who you are, you can always wake up on any given morning and take the first step towards turning everything around.