My dad, he believed in me. My first year was hard for me. I came to the States with myself, and no one came with me.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.
My father... gave me a positive connection with men because he is a gentleman.
My father, his spirit is with me constantly, and I'm a believer in that world and the world of dreams and that stuff.
It was tough at the time but when I was younger, my Dad. I would say my Dad, because without him I wouldn't have been here. I mean it was tough for me because he was really demanding. With him, it was never enough, you know, anything I did was never enough.
I was lucky to have parents and people who believed in me.
My mother had faith in me, had more faith in me than I had in myself, and knowing that she did made me try to find faith. She believed in trying things.
I never knew my father. He was never married to my mother; he was never a part of my life. It was just my mom, my brother and me.
When I was a kid, my father didn't really have much hope for me. He thought I was a dreamer; he didn't think I would amount to anything. My mother also.
My father in his way influenced me and my sister to educate ourselves and to try to do things in life.
Ask any successful person, and most will tell you that they had a person who believed in them... a teacher, a friend, a parent, a guardian, a sister, a grandmother. It only takes one person, and it doesn't really matter who it is.