I can't imagine your courage. My mom is an immigrant and she left her family and her son (who is my half brother) all behind to create a better future for herself. When I imagine her experience this piece is how I imagine it.
beautifully written. I arrived US for my graduate studies in 2006 and had similar experience. I would not have imagine my life 17 years later... back to Asia with two kids and my grade school desk mate. life is full of surprises. although at that moment we are scared anxious about the uncertainty, it all work out at the end and we understand what those moments meant to our life.
"I always knew that my first day in the U.S. was the beginning of something new, but only a decade later did I realize that day would also be the beginning of an end." Beautiful sentiment. I'm glad to read more of our story. Thank you so much for sharing with us.
So true. We live life in little segments - some bigger than other, but each compartment shows a different part of us to others. Been thinking about this last week as I attended a funeral, and saw the different faces of the person who passed away through the words of those in different parts of their life.
This reminds me of my first day in England for my undergrad study. Your narrative incredibly evocative and resonates on many levels. It's a powerful reflection on the emotions, adjustments, and transformations that come with moving to a new country, and it encapsulates the essence of embarking on a life-altering journey.
I can't imagine your courage. My mom is an immigrant and she left her family and her son (who is my half brother) all behind to create a better future for herself. When I imagine her experience this piece is how I imagine it.
beautifully written. I arrived US for my graduate studies in 2006 and had similar experience. I would not have imagine my life 17 years later... back to Asia with two kids and my grade school desk mate. life is full of surprises. although at that moment we are scared anxious about the uncertainty, it all work out at the end and we understand what those moments meant to our life.
"I always knew that my first day in the U.S. was the beginning of something new, but only a decade later did I realize that day would also be the beginning of an end." Beautiful sentiment. I'm glad to read more of our story. Thank you so much for sharing with us.
So true. We live life in little segments - some bigger than other, but each compartment shows a different part of us to others. Been thinking about this last week as I attended a funeral, and saw the different faces of the person who passed away through the words of those in different parts of their life.
This reminds me of my first day in England for my undergrad study. Your narrative incredibly evocative and resonates on many levels. It's a powerful reflection on the emotions, adjustments, and transformations that come with moving to a new country, and it encapsulates the essence of embarking on a life-altering journey.