My parents came to America from Vietnam to search for their American Dream. Just like most immigrants who come to this country, they all strive to be financially successful. Both of my parents work day and nights, even if that means not being able to attend our graduations or important school events. Their love for us is what motivated them to continue to endure many obstacles, in hopes that my siblings and I would not have to go through the similar struggles they had faced in their country. It is common for Asian families to display a statue of this god and worship him within their homes. As the god of wealth, it is believed within Asian culture that by worshipping he would embrace you with his wealth and fortune. The god stands there surrounded by his gold and wealth and his lavish and decorative traditional clothing shows us how mighty and powerful he is. The lucky bamboo is perfectly placed alongside the deity. His smile is a reminder that money could give us happiness and fortune that we all had longed for. However, money would not make up for the time lost that my parents could have spent with us. The money would not heal the distances created between my parents and I. Neither would it solve the struggles my parents had already endure in order for us to at least be financially comfortable. It is my siblings and my duties to show our gratitude by becoming the source of wealth for our parents. The statue will be a reminder for us to become the provider for my parents, who have yet to be blessed by the god of wealth.