Narrative Essay
One morning, I was with my mother in home and she decided to talk to me about a very serious issue that could make me sad. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I was 12 years old, I was just a girl. My mother and I sat on her bed and she said:
-"We need to talk about one decision I made. It is for the best of the three of us. I want more opportunities for our life”-
I was quiet and I kept hearing everything she had to say to me.
-"I'm quitting my job and I'm going to leave the country"-
I was amazed because my mom had worked over 10 years in my uncle's company. I thought she had prosperity in her work and she earned enough money to support my sister and me, but for my surprise it was not true.
She kept talking to me in a loving mood because she realized that I felt like she was hurting my feelings, I didn't understand in what point she was getting at. She continued:
-"I requested the VISA to go to United States and got it"-
I interrupted her:
-"Are we going to the USA?"-
She looked at my eyes, full of sadness and hope, that kind of hope that she would say, YES!, we are moving, but I knew deeply in my heart that she would say no.
-"Not my beautiful Jai"- she said. Usually, she has always called me Jai.
-"You're leaving us!!!" - I replied crying like a brokenhearted.
She hugged me and stroked my hair trying to comfort me saying that everything was going to be fine.
-"What is going to happened with my sister and me? With whom will we live now? How long are you going to be out"-. I desperately asked her.
I didn't know what it was going to happen to me now that she was going to leave me in searching of new jobs opportunities in a foreign country.
I didn't know what it was going to happen to me now that she was going to leave me in searching of new jobs opportunities in a foreign country.
-"My love"- she said crying too, -"everything will be fine. You are moving with your grandparents while I find something stable and I can bring you girls with me"-. She answered me giving me hope that very soon we will see each other again.
When I was 5 years old, my parents got divorced and my mother made the decision to live with their parents, my grandparents. We lived with them for several years and never felt in home living with my grandfather because he was a very angry person and he liked to discuss with everyone for stupid things. After a few years, my mother found an apartment to live just the three of us and finally no one could bother us. When my mom told me that my sister and I had to move again with my grandparents, I wasn't excited at all.
- "we have to live with my grandfather again!!!!?"- I said.
She looks at me with that face that was the only option we had, but it was going to be temporary, she hugged me again to comfort me for the bad news. In fact, my whole family knew about the news, my sister and I were the last people to know that our mother was leaving the country to find a new job in a foreign land. I can not imagine how she felt when she told us. It really hurts her.
In February 2nd, 2001, that was the day my mom left Colombia. It was one of the saddest days of my life. I cried a lot, I didn't want to be with my family, I wanted to go with my mother, be with her always. When I gave her a last hug, I didn't want to let her go I begged her to come back soon for my sister and me. She was crying and when she was ready to enter to the gates, she didn't look back because she didn't want to see us suffer from his departure. I got depression for the first few weeks, she called me every day to know how my sister and I were going. I missed her a lot. It was 2 years of not being able to see her. to not feel someone tuck me before going to bed, to not talk with someone about my days in school, to not listen the advice of my mother face to face. But my hope had never gone, I had faith that she would come back for us. It was two years where I learned to appreciate my mother, to admire and respect her, because few mothers leave their children to seek a better future for them. She is my greatest pride, is my role model. After two years of absence from my mother, she returned. She returned for us!
-"I will back for you, my two beautiful daughters, I will bring you to live with me in this country, USA, where I will find great opportunities for your future" -. She told one of the many days we talk by phone. She came true her promise. Now I have been living for 9 years with my mother and my sister in the USA. With a sacrifice of two years, a reward was given to us. We are together and happy. We found many opportunities in this country because unfortunately there are none in Colombia. Today I'm studying for become a professional and make my dreams come true.
-"I will back for you, my two beautiful daughters, I will bring you to live with me in this country, USA, where I will find great opportunities for your future" -. She told one of the many days we talk by phone. She came true her promise. Now I have been living for 9 years with my mother and my sister in the USA. With a sacrifice of two years, a reward was given to us. We are together and happy. We found many opportunities in this country because unfortunately there are none in Colombia. Today I'm studying for become a professional and make my dreams come true.