Tuesday, June 4, 2013

My New Home (245)




      As I decided to put an end to my life as a dancer back in Arizona, I found myself having to compare Phoenix with Miami in other to determinate where to live. I decided that my life needed a change and moving to a different city could be beneficial. Even though Phoenix is a quite city where I could focus on school, most of friends had left and I found myself dealing with the unwanted outcome from my injury and a lack of those people that I consider like family. I also feel that I never made a good connection with the city in the first place which made me feel like a stranger.
       Miami on the other side had more to do with my Latino roots. A lot of friends of mine were already living there and for the first time in my life I didn't feel as melancholic from being away if my home land. It was also more convenient because of its proximity to Cuba and how easier it is to go visit my mother every time I have a chance. I finally decided to give myself the chance of moving to Miami. I am happy I did, it feels more like home here and even though no one could ever fill the emptiness that having no family living in the US causes me I consider myself lucky of being surrounded by people that love me and I consider my new family. 



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