“Pack your things girls we are moving back to El Otro Lado”
How could you?
After five years of being back in Mexico
The place where I feel so loved
You want us to go back to the place that made us feel so alone?
So isolated?
The place where I have no cousins, aunts, grandparents, friends to
Laugh with, cry, and hug?
How could you watch us suffer?
Struggle to learn a new language
Struggle to communicate
To make new friends
Adapting all over again once again
At the age of 8 it’s hard to see why parents do
These things
It’s hard to understand the goals and perspectives parents have
But now that I’m older
I thank you
I thank you for making me the person I am today
Because of you,
I learned change is good
I learned you have to leave behind whatever it takes to grow
And I learned to adapt to the new chapter in my life
But most importantly
i now realize everything you put us through was just for us
Just for us you left everything behind as well
Just for us you sacrificed everything
Just for us you wanted to the best
Just for us you never looked back once
And for us you had to start back at square one too.