32 years ago I immigrated to the United States with $178 and a guitar.
9 years ago I stepped forward with 78 others to take the Oath of Citizenship.
It was one of the proudest and most emotional moments of my life.
(more about my journey here.)
You see, someday I will be a citizen for 15 or 20 or 35 years and I’ll still choose to tell folks that I’m a “new” citizen.
Because I don’t know how else to communicate the significance of it. The choice of it.
We’re not perfect, this country, we’ve got our flaws. Like most families, there’s bickering and divisions and always someone willing to point out what’s wrong with us … but still … there’s a heart and soul about America that continues to inspire people to imagine a life here.
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God Bless America, Land that I love
Stand beside her, and guide her
Thru the night with a light from above
From the mountains..to the prairies
To the oceans..White with foam
God Bless America!
My Home Sweet Home
Happy birthday, America …. from a grateful citizen.