To my riser

Riser (according to Dierks Bentley): life is hard, man, and you’ve got to give it your all to succeed

My family moved to the U.S when I was 8 years old, we came with nothing. We lived in a one bedroom apartment with 5 people, and started off with nothing. Yet somehow, it never felt like that. There was always food on the table, clothes on our backs, toys to play with etc. As I grow up, I sit and ponder how we ever made it, and one word pops to mind: mom. Months ago, I was driving home and the song rise by Dierks Bentley came on. As I heard the lyrics, I couldn’t help but cry because this song was made for my mother.

A single mother with 3 kids (1 being disabled, 2 being stubborn). A shoulder for three heads to lay on, and two arms to hug us when we were scared. When things would “go bad” in our eyes, she knew how to lock and bolt the door and keep us strong. She gave us everything she had just so we could be happy. Whenever she got pushed around, she fought hard for her kids, and would do anything just to see them happy. So mom, here is to you, for all the times that you had to fight for us I can’t help but to thank you. Thank you for being my go to woman, my best friend, my riser, my fighter, my survivor.

~While this song says its for the army, I do believe it was made for the risers