Thursday, September 1, 2011

inspiration is key


I am inspired by my parents. The love of a parent to a child is incomprehensible. I have done so many wrong things in my life, so much that I am pretty sure my parents would be justified to disown me and want to have nothing to do with me. I am inspired when my dad hugs me and tells me that he loves me, that I am beautiful and I can achieve anything I set my mind to. I am inspired every time when I remember the times when the comfort, prayers and reassurance of my mother were the only thing that gave me the hope to live another day during the most trying times of my life. She is the permanent glue that holds me together; and my dad has always been the confidence I somehow lost during my adolescent phase of growth. It is amazing how he believes in me and just the thought of it brings tears to my eyes because I am beyond blessed to have my parents in my life. When I count all the things I have done and how many times they have forgiven and helped me to grow, undeserving is the only word that slightly explains how I feel.
It is because of this that I have a dream. There is so much I would like to selflessly achieve before my youthful enthusiasm wears out. i am humbled by what my parents have done for me and I can’t help but be challenged to be even 1% of who they have become. I am drawn to people who have been victims of sexual assault or any other known form of abuse. I can relate. This is quite an under spoken topic in our African culture and I believe there are so many people who have fallen victim, but because of certain ethics in the general African society, they are forced to be quiet.
I am inspired to reach to all those of whom are under this category and more. I would like to set up a website that is open 24 hours to anyone who need help. I would like to have a home and a clinic for those who do not have anywhere to go. More so I would like to be heard as a 21 year old girl so as to prompt this generation to make a difference in the communities they are in.
The compassion, tolerance, and second and third chances that has been graced to me by my parents has been my main inspiration; and it is through this inspiration and more that I yearn so much till my last breathe to be a part of something bigger than me.