I have been through a lot of changes throughout my life. Moving from my home Jamaica to a country I’ve never even heard of (Cayman Islands). But that's not all. You would think that after that it would stop, but it didn’t. Four years later, I was on the move again and at this point moving again isn’t out of the picture.
It started when I was 11, my parents sat me down and told me that an opportunity came up so we’re moving to the Cayman Islands. My first thought was why? We weren’t poor. We were living a pretty amazing life. Everything was going well so why do we have to leave? Knowing that all my friends and family lived in Jamaica, and that I grew up there, just the thought of leaving was hard. Packing up and starting over was hard. …show more content…
I was doing well in school, I made new friends. My parents were doing great at their new jobs and my life felt right.
The thought of moving again never crossed my mind. As we came upon our 4-year mark of living in the Cayman Islands I hear my parents discussing another opportunity to move to the U.S. (California). At first, I was thinking “this cannot be happening again.” I didn’t believed my parents when they first told me.
It so happened that I was on summer break at the time. The process took so long this led me to have a 3-month summer vacation. My parents weren’t too happy about me missing school but that was our only choice. We went to Jamaica to get our visas to be able to live in the U.S. When we got our visas approved that’s when I finally accepted the fact that I was actually moving.
The day finally came when it was time for us to make our departure. When I arrived at the airport I was in awe — I didn’t expect to see my best friend and other close friends waiting for me. It was bittersweet because I was excited to see them but I knew that I wasn’t going to be able to see them for another