Moving Forward

One of the hardest things I ever did was leaving my family when I came to the United States. Although I was young and I wanted to be reunited with dad, I was sure to miss the family that had taken such a big part in raising me up until that point. I was coming to a place where I had no grandparents, no aunts and uncles, no cousins, and no friends. Uprooting my life was a big change and I am sure that most of us know that change is inevitable and a part of life but knowing that doesn’t make the change any easier. My transition was definitely rough. At the beginning I had a tough time making friends partly due to the language barrier and partly due to the fact that I didn’t want to let go of my old friends, family, and life. I overcame this difficulty by taking one step at a time sort of plan that my mother devised. I was calling my family in Argentina about every day. A month later my mom cut my calls to six calls a week and every month that passed she cut one call. This forced me to open up to the people that were now close to me. Soon I realized that I still had my family with me, I had my dad, my mom, and my brother and plenty of knew people to befriend. We still keep in touch not nearly as much, everyone just decide to live the life they are leading and now I know that in life you just always keep meeting new people but you can always stay in touch with the people you’ve  met in your past.

This difficulty relates to the difficulties I’ve experienced so far in college, because college is very much like uprooting your life. It’s different from what we were used to in high school and you and your friends are going separate ways and we all need to learn how to move forward. Some of us have left our parents and after living eighteen years with them, learning how to live without them is very tricky. Through time and baby steps, we don’t forget them; we just learn how to need them less.