Today has been a day of reflection and gratitude. I spent most of the day in solitude, lost in my head. I kept thinking back to when I arrived in America, thirty five years ago, to the day.
I did not know a soul in this country and was broke as broke gets. I never knew what lay ahead, and what life would bring. I couldn’t help but think about the emotional and financial sacrifices Mom and Dad made to give me a shot at life. This too at a time when I certainly did not deserve it.
I feel the void of their passing, and I live with that hurt in my heart, every single day. Yet, I feel deep gratitude for their belief in me.
America has been good to me beyond my wildest imagination. I am blessed with a beautiful family, a career as a teacher that is fulfilling beyond words, and a life partner who has been my greatest champion and anchor for thirty years.
Life certainly continues to have its challenges, and I have faced my share of curve balls. However, today is about counting my blessings and saying a silent prayer for Mom and Dad who watch over me.
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