A Letter from a Migrant

My dearest, How are you? I really miss you and our three beautiful children! Are they doing great in their studies? I am sure they are! Have you received the package that I sent you last time? Maybe, I could send another one by next month. How’s mom? Her dialysis? Has she gotten better? Let’s keep on praying for her immediate recovery.

How was the birthday party of our baby Kristine? Again, I’m very sorry for missing another important day in the life of our youngest baby. You know how much I love you and how much I want to give all the best for our kids.

You’re always in my mind and our love is what keeps me here in this new land with so many different people with their ways of life that are difficult for me to understand and to cope with.

I can’t explain to you how I feel when people speak and I don’t know what they’re saying. I don’t understand their jokes! I don’t understand their way of living…and their beliefs obviously are quite different from ours.

I know it’s a place of opportunity for me. But I have to tell you taking this job was hard for me. But what can I do? I keep thinking of mama, how sick she is and how much she needs medical treatment that it urged me to take this job which is so far from my training.

In fact, I am getting bored since anybody could do it! But when I am discouraged, I just think of our children. And you know how much I love you, how much I want you to be happy, and have nice things.

Also, you know how I want to please my family and help provide their education. It is really big adjustment and some days I feel like I can barely make it. But you know what? I’m glad that I found some people from our country who are also here.

You know how nice it is to be understood, not to feel like a stranger, but to be at home with people who feel the way I do. There is a community here and they have helped me to adjust little by little and accept life here.

We always meet here for church. And you know what honey, there are lots of beautiful men and women around here…but they could never ever replace the love you give to me. You’re the only one for me. You know how much I love you, how much I want you to be happy.

Honey, always let our kids feel how much I love them. Never let them feel my absence. Hug them tight for me. Don’t worry about me. I’m gonna be just fine! Keep praying! Never get tired praying for God’s continuous guidance and blessings.

By the way, tell the kids to start the Christmas countdown. I’ll be there in December. I’ll be home for Christmas. I love you honey… I love you…I love you…I love you…I LOVE YOU! Loving you always! Pa