I was moving from Trinidad to New York for a very long time.She (my mother) couldn’t come with me and my father because my grandmother didn’t agree to let my mother go with us.
My mother was telling my father how much she loved him in addition, to take care of my child (Shawna, me).My father promised her that when he gets his green card she could come down and get hers.
Then my mother told me she loved me and then we had to leave. I cried
In addition, told her good bye and she said bye to me and my father and told us to be careful. My mother was hugging me. Her warm hug warmed my heart saying its okay. I smelled the bakes in the oven that my next door neighbor makes in the morning she start crying like I never saw her cry before. I still had that bubble gum taste that I brush my teeth with in my mouth. Waving good bye to my mother Tears burned my eyes as the cab drove