It’s not because I love money, though it’s good to have.
Or because I love engineering, which I do, but;
It’s because I owe it to my mother.
My mom gave up on pursuing physics because of motherhood. If I hadn’t come into this world, I think she would’ve been one of the very best in her field.
She had the conviction to stick through with it and get a master’s degree;
She stuck through being the only woman in the room; Constantly having to be aware for her safety, Navigating people with ulterior motives, and having her identity being reduced to her gender.
So when I am birthed with the advantage of a better environment, gifted with the curiosity that she has always had; Anything less than absolute excellence, is a failure.
April 12th, 2001;
I don’t think she lost her spark that day;
I like to think she passed it on to me.
And every time she gave a real answer to my “Mom, how many stars are there in the sky?”;
Every time she sat with me to solder a PCB or debug a motherboard;
She made sure that the spark stays.
I’ve been raised knowing there’s something really fucking badass about diving deep into a topic and being a nerd about it.
The largest honor that I’ve had in this life, has been chance to be her legate!