Moving from one place to another is such a difficult thing, especially if it’s totally a
different country. Each country has its own traditions and culture. When an individual is making this decision, they might be very confused and not know which place is more comfortable and better for them in general. But as days go on, they figure out which place they can call “Home”. It all started when my family decided to move to the United States after me being born and raised in Egypt until I was fourteen years old. My family mainly took this decision because my dad has always lived in the US and he only visited us every six months. This made my relationship with my dad not as close as me and my mom. I did not really know him that well, I did not understand his personality very well too, and that was the thing that made them make this decision so that me and my sister can become closer to my dad and be a whole family reunited together. And the second reason was that we could get a better education. But this didn’t really happen as I thought it would. When we booked our flight tickets to head to New York, I figured out that my mom will only be staying with us for a few months and then she will go back to Egypt because she had to go back to work. She did not tell me about that because she saw me happy for going to live in another country and she did not want to ruin my happiness and excitement. But obviously, I figured it out and I wasn’t sure if I would be able to make this decision and live without my mom for months or not. After that, when the days went on and we reached the day where we were saying goodbye to my mom, I started crying and I wasn’t able to hold my tears. At this particular moment, I was regretting the decision of moving to the US. I was always and still very close to my mom, she’s my everything. I started thinking of how my life will look after she leaves. And it was as I expected; crying all day, not being able to sleep and I reached the stage of depression and anxiety of being away from her. I always suffered from headaches and loss of appetite. I wasn’t able to even focus in school but I made all the effort to get the best grades I could ever get so that my mom could be happy and proud of me. And yes, I achieved this goal and I had all my grades above 97% for my first year in the US. As days went on, I was getting used to being away from my mom. I became more suited to the environment around me in the United States and I started to feel a little bit comfortable. But I always had this feeling in my mind that I should go back to Egypt. I was always fighting these feelings and the negative emotions and I started looking at the good and positive things I have around me. I had my own room decorated by me. I had a big deck in my house where the sun is shining so I can sit there and enjoy the weather. And my sister also got a car as a gift from my dad and we were able to go everywhere together and discover the city around us. One of the first places we discovered near our house was Downtown Princeton. It was very beautiful when we first went there, we were surprised. It became our favorite destination. After a few months, my mom finally came for the first visit after leaving us. We drove her to Princeton and she was obsessed with it. It also became her favorite destination. I enjoyed the spring time here with her and I was always appreciating and being thankful for every moment she was around me. At that time, I really felt how close she is to me and that she is a true blessing and that without her my life is all dark and tasteless. She did everything to make me happy. I have never seen a mother do this to her kids in the whole world. My mom is literally different from anyone else. She is a piece of diamond that could never be stolen from me no matter what. Finally, we went to stay with her for the summer in Egypt and we enjoyed our time together. Then when the break ended, my sister and I came back to the US and started our second year in High school and it was not as challenging as the first year because we got used to the school and we made some new friends. I started focusing more on my school work and looking for majors and careers in college that I might be interested in. My life was all busy and that was the best thing. And of course my mom always visited us from time to time. My life became much better!
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