When I was 3 years old, I mentioned to my mother that when I grew up I wanted to be an American, because I wanted to "the American Neil Armstrong" who walked on the moon. I guess subconsciously, I have driven to fullfill the desire.
On April 29th 2016, I became an American citizen. Frankly, it has yet to sink in - the process tests your resolve to see if you really do want to become an American. And the ceremony is one I wish every native American could partake in. Total strangers from all walk of life in a room, singing the Star Spangled Banner, many with tears streaming down their faces that wore huge smiles - smiles of relief, gratitude and mostly pride.
Later that year, I helped Captain Davis Love and the Team USA win back the Ryder Cup. As an American, it was my way of giving something back to this great nation of ours.