A Letter from a Migrant

My dearest, How are you? I really miss you and our three beautiful children! Are they doing well in their studies? I am sure they are! Have you received the package that I sent to you last time? Maybe, I could send another package by next month. How’s mom? Her dialysis? Has she gotten better? How was the 1st birthday party of Kristine? Did she enjoy it? I’m very sorry for again missing another important day in the life of our youngest. You know how much I love you and how much I want to give all the best for our kids.

As for me here, it’s the same routine. I have to wake up early to bathe the dogs of the Senora today. They look well trimmed now after our trip to the dog’s salon. Can you imagine that I do this for dogs? But anyway, it will be vacation time soon and senora will be out. I will have a good rest from her frequent nagging. But the garden is a mess and I have to work double time so that it looks better when she arrives. I’m becoming quite good in the language. At least now I understand what it means when she asks me to clean the ‘camera’.

I miss teaching though. Even with all the Euro that I receive, nothing can compare to the joy I get after a day at school. I miss the children’s noise during breaktime. Oh! Here the silence is deafening; sometimes I hardly could stand it.

But you know? When I think of you and our children, suddenly all these little complaints disappear. I know I can make it. It sounds corny but I know I can sacrifice for the greater welfare of our family. Someday I know it will pay off. After 5 years, maybe our savings can help us start a small neighborhood store.

But wait again. We don’t know what will happen with mother. If she is going to be better or if her condition will just worsen. And yes, I know. We haven’t fully paid off our debts. Oh, let it be honey. God will make a way.

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 stranger, but to be at home with people who feel the way I do. There’s a community here and they have helped me to adjust little by little accept and understand life here. We always meet here for church. Just last week, I started joining the choir. Yes, I passed the audition!

And you know what honey, there are lots of beautiful men and women around here. But they could never ever replace the love that you give me. Truly you’re the only one for me.

Honey, always let our kids feel how much I love them. 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