Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Tu-pe-lo
In 1998 my husband found a job in this city so we packed our bags, left the big city where we have started our family and the country of our birth. With our two young boys, a little bit of fear and a pocketful of hope we ventured into the unknown. Like many who live abroad but left their hearts at home, I have not settled myself in this city even after twelve years. Yes, twelve years later and I still have to accept this is my home. One day my son, Xen, blurted out that this is home town. Even though we have taken trips to our native country to keep us close to our roots, this is the only place he has grown attached to since he was only nine months old when we arrived here. I don't think I will feel the same way but there is some level of acceptance I have to do. So I begin a journey, an awareness of the present and this city will help me.
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