A quarter of my life in the USA

  

This month marks my 6th year to be living in the United States of America! I’ve lived here a quarter of my life now. That’s a strange reality. Of course my Dutch roots will stay strong since my family all still live in the Netherlands. But my love for this country is still great and I can’t wait for the day I can say that I’m an American citizen. 

I enjoyed another Independence Day yesterday, watched fireworks, ate BBQ, a tradition I’ve started to cherish. Still I feel that many people my age and younger don’t appreciate this country and its freedoms like they need to. This actually accounts for many adults as well. I guess since we’ve never lived through a war or had any serious hardships, we in a sense have forgotten how privileged we are. We’re worried about the battery life of our phones, or if we have enough keurig coffee cups to make it through the week. Of course I’m guilty of this as well. But my grandparents, even though not American, have taught me that freedom doesn’t come free. The line that now has just become a bumper sticker to most, actually has a very powerful message. Many people have died, selflessly given their lives, so we can live the way we do. And we’re arguing about abortion, racism, and gay marriage, while terrorist are planning their next attack. Just let everyone be, stop judging other people and just make sure you’re the best person you can be. We need to stick together and realize that we live in the greatest country in the world. Let’s keep it that way! And protect it! My hope is that in a few years I get to vote for a president that loves this country as much as I do. Not someone who’s trying to turn this country into Europe, I moved from there for a reason! 

  

Sooner or later, we all quote our mother

It’s Mother’s Day! And just like the last 5 years, I’m not with my mom to celebrate. I don’t get to give her a big hug and make her breakfast in bed like she deserves. I selfishly chose to start my adult life 6000 miles away. 



My mom raised me and my sister good. Of course we didn’t always listen and take her advise, if I did I would be a doctor right now and not some broke musician 😉 

Me and my mom always had a special bond. I never got to that age where I was embarressed of giving my mom a hug in front of other kids or any of those stupid things kids get embarressed off. I never had many fights with my mom as a teenager, she was always the one I could turn to. When Anything fun or dramatic would happen at school, I would ride my bike home as fast as I could to tell my mom about it. 



When me and my sister were in elementary she and my dad wanted her to stay home so that we’d never be alone or be “key kids.” As they call it in holland. That means that at a young age you have the key to your house and you’re just home alone until your parents get home from work. We were lucky that my dad made enough money by himself that my parents were able to work things out that way, since nowadays for many families that’s impossible. 



Every morning my mom would wake us up and then fix us breakfast. Once we got downstairs, breakfast was on the table and while we ate she would do our hair. Coming back on break she’d be ready for us with lunch fixed and happy to see us. After lunch she’d get us to to do a little bit of school work. I don’t know what we would have done without her there. Dad would’ve made us tomato sandwiches daily haha! (That’s his specialty) 



When my mom and dad had a rough patch in their marriage, she could’ve easily given up, and left. She would’ve had the world on her side and nobody would blame her. But she chose the harder route. My parents worked out their issues. My mom is loyal, and when my parents got married they made a commitment to each other for life. My mom has taught me so much about forgiveness and to look at the most important things in life. While I had posters of movie stars in my room, I should’ve just looked at my mom, she is the only role model I needed.



When you’re a kid you don’t realize how good, or bad you have it. You think everyone lives the exact same way as you do. Now as an adult I realize I had it extremely good growing up.  I have the BEST parents ❤️



My mom was our everything growing up, our teacher, our coach, our alarm clock, our detective, our caretaker and our best friend. Thank you mom, for having made me the person I’m proud to be today.