Back from vacation...
Got back about a week ago. I have not been together enough to write. Do this, do that. Run here, catch that. I think I am mostly adjusted...to the time zone, work flow and people.
Broke down when I was away. How could I stay so far away from home. Was it worth it? Was I fair to my parents who needed me with them, but would never admit not to interfere with my life and future. Perhaps feeling the discomfort of some bad news we received, I got even more nervous, knotted up... I was expecting to arrive home, give my parents my list of worries and hope to have them resolved within a few days. Then I'd be able to enjoy my the rest of my time there.
But life gets more complicated as you get older. Your parents end up having problems they cannot handle themselves. You try to share, hold them together, hope to help them...maybe they always had such problems but never wanted you "to worry your little mind" over them.
Annnyways, we were one big worry knot on vacation. Came back with hurting tear ducts and more heart palpitations than I would have wanted. And found comfort in the urban disposition of DUMBO, still in the 50s Carroll Gardens, busy and noisy BQE.
Annddd a large envelope from immigration: ohmigawd..finally the news I was expecting. Could it be true? Was this the final round in my green card saga? The dream I had since 7th grade: coming to America! The words between the lips of an immigration officer would make it all official on the 10th of August... tic tac tic tac...the world will stop spinning until then. Can I hold my breath until then? Should I? What if something goes...no, I won't even say it. With the same level of determination I had until today, I will push for another month. Close my eyes and brace ahead..Gather the papers, wait and hope for the best...What else can I do but :-)
Broke down when I was away. How could I stay so far away from home. Was it worth it? Was I fair to my parents who needed me with them, but would never admit not to interfere with my life and future. Perhaps feeling the discomfort of some bad news we received, I got even more nervous, knotted up... I was expecting to arrive home, give my parents my list of worries and hope to have them resolved within a few days. Then I'd be able to enjoy my the rest of my time there.
But life gets more complicated as you get older. Your parents end up having problems they cannot handle themselves. You try to share, hold them together, hope to help them...maybe they always had such problems but never wanted you "to worry your little mind" over them.
Annnyways, we were one big worry knot on vacation. Came back with hurting tear ducts and more heart palpitations than I would have wanted. And found comfort in the urban disposition of DUMBO, still in the 50s Carroll Gardens, busy and noisy BQE.
Annddd a large envelope from immigration: ohmigawd..finally the news I was expecting. Could it be true? Was this the final round in my green card saga? The dream I had since 7th grade: coming to America! The words between the lips of an immigration officer would make it all official on the 10th of August... tic tac tic tac...the world will stop spinning until then. Can I hold my breath until then? Should I? What if something goes...no, I won't even say it. With the same level of determination I had until today, I will push for another month. Close my eyes and brace ahead..Gather the papers, wait and hope for the best...What else can I do but :-)
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