get my citizenship

...there is a voice in the back of my head telling me to do it, and that’s the voice of my mother, I don’t want to lose that, for months before she died she would tell me.

And now as I get into my new car, which she never got to see, and go to the classes she never heard about, I see the application and I remember her, and I smile as I listen to her yell at me to do it.

<3 IMY <3

....except send the application. I don’t know what’s stopping me I guess because this was a step I wanted my mother to be here for. But she can’t anymore, and I’m afraid if I move on with this, I’ll forget her slowly.

There’s no question about it.

All I have to do is apply but it’s more complicated.

But I shall do it.