Having to Say Goodbye ~ La Esperanza

More than a year has already past by, it’s been a long time since I saw my family. I had to say goodbye to so much people and most of all I had to say goodbye to my greatest friends. My family and I have been traveling back and forth for a long time so I guess I should be use to this, but the thing is that I’ve never realize how much I was going to miss them until now.

It was a Friday, a normal day of school. My friends and I were planning to have a field trip to my grandpa’s farm; we laugh, made jokes, and finally agreed on the trip. It was a hot and sunny day, the sky was blue, and there was no sign of rain. The bell finally ran and I was happy that the day was over. When I got home the house was quiet and my mom and dad were looking at me with weird faces. I looked at them very carefully for a minute and then couldn’t contain my curiosity to know what was going on. What’s going on I asked, they looked at me and said, La Esperanza we are moving, we are going to go live in Tucson in two weeks; they said it with such an excitement that was contiguous. Moving, that word was going back and forth on my mind for the rest of the day.

The weekend was not as exiting as the past ones, my mom and dad were planning everything for the big move. The weekend went by fast before I knew it Monday had already arrived. I got ready for school as usual nothing new; when I got to school my friends were already there and gave me a big hug. I thought of so many ways that I could use to tell them the big news; it wasn’t until forth period that I finally decided to tell them. They were taking about the trip that we were going to make, I looked at them and said in a soft voice, girls I’m moving to Tucson in two weeks, the room got quiet they looked at me for a minute saying nothing and then they starting laughing, nice one, they said, you really expect us to believe that. I’m not joking I said, I mean it, sure you do they said and continued there talk about the trip.

My mom came by the office later that day, a guy come by and said, I just saw your mom, what is she doing here? I pretended that I didn’t heard him but then my English teacher walked in and he looked at me, so your moving, you are leaving us, he said. Everyone in the classroom looked at me, my friends said, so is true you are moving. Yes, I said, I turned around and started wiping my tears.

 When I got home the whole family was there apparently they all heard the news. It was a normal day nothing out of the ordinary, another goodbye just like the past ones. I didn’t think much of it; we are moving nothing extraordinary is in it I repeated to myself. But what I didn’t count was the year I’ve been there, the times I spend with them. Seeing them everyday and then knowing that you won’t see them again made me burst into tears.

 The week past by, all we were doing for the past days were spending time with the family, friends, and packing. The big day came sooner than what we had plan, my family was all gather and saying goodbye, hugging and saying how much they were going to miss us. As amazing as it sounds I didn’t cry with them is like if all my feeling were num. I got ready and said goodbye to all my family and got in the plane. I could see them from outside the window. The plane started going up and after fifteen minutes I realize that I was moving far away from my family and that it was going to be a long time until I could see them again that’s when I started crying thinking about how much I was going to miss them.

Now that it’s been more than a year that I haven’t see them, I realize that I thought that I was going to miss them but I miss them more than what I thought.