So I had an deep moment with my mom and excuse me having terrible grammer/sentence skill since I was thinking about my mom
Hi my name is Hugo; I am 23 years old who is Hispanic/American born in Long Island, NY where I call it my dream home. I never though I’ll write one of this letter till October, 25th 2013. I had an heart to heart moment with my mom, as she told me that she was sacrificing everything she did done/did for my brothers to have a better life in America (Pedro, Martin, Alex, Abe). As her voice starts to break from crying, I felt like crying as well seeing my mom breaking down for what she done to keep her family in a safe place in Floral Park. However that wasn’t meant to be. When my mom first came to America, she had no knowledge of anything in the new country; however she started working for 7 days a week in a Roy Rogers fast food place to make ends meet. She filed papers for my four brothers to immigrant to America and was so gratefully, hoping her sons will have a better life living with her in a new apartment. Sadly, it wasn’t meant to be where as Martin caused some violent tantrum where police was keeping tabs on him. My mother was heartbroken hearing that one of her sons is taken into custody then spending a few weeks in prison. As the time passes, Pedro was in his 2nd marriage while 1st daughter is living in Peru with the ex-wife, However Pedro makes yearly visits to see the daughter on birthdays. As of now, in his possible 3rd marriage, while 2 kids from different wives. My mother felt shame from Pedro making poor choices on his life, my mom done anything to help since it wasn’t her business where I would have to agree since it is his life. Alex was doing fine as well having one beautiful boy with his wife however it was rumored around that Alex doesn’t love her anymore, sadly the rumor came true and filed for divorce. Alex and his ex-wife share time with son and just kept it that way. Now I always felt jealous of my brother Abe getting all the attention from my parents since he was doing so well In a Floral Park Memorial High School as well in Nassau Community College, however his fame from my parents drastically changed as Abe dropped out from college as the reason for it was for a girl he met online (Ironic isn’t it?) Then he visits the girl in Peru then basically they started so well nothing can break them apart, not even my mom. But like my mom said, it wasn’t her business to interfere then let him live his own life. As years past my brother got 3 beautiful boys from the girl who is now married to him and lived happily in a small apartment, with Abe working 3 jobs to make ends meet. Recently however it took turn for the worse where Abe and his wife filed for divorce as the wife want’s custody of the 3 boys knowing it will hurt Abe. My mom was upset for she heard from the marriage and broke down in silence not even my dad and I knew. My mom expects things in America will just make her life a little easier for her sons. However it wasn’t the case with all the recent events causing some heavy hits on my mother’s heart. And now with Martin and his wife Carmen filing for divorce, the ex-wife while bringing the kids who she now has custody, living with my parents and me. My parents and I had to sacrifice the space we had and grew more patient with the children while there were times they can get annoying with Ashley (My niece) who is a nice kid but can get so snobby at time that her mother buys her things where she could be saving money to rent a place to live while in the meantime living with my parents and I. Of course this made my mom angry and spoke with the Carmen to save up money for buying food and clothes for the children instead buying fancy clothes or book bags (Ashley has three now…). Where my mom and I had a heart to heart moment, she told she wanted to spend time with herself as well enjoying being with herself and spending time with my dad and I. My mother was extremely happy that my dad and I did the Breast Cancer Walk in Jones Beach with her. It was the happiest moment of her life. My mother told me that when she moved to America, she was deeply sadden that she wasn’t able to spend time with her sons who were in Peru, however when my mom was pregnant from my dad, she found the energy to keep herself going with the progression she made in America. Suddenly, within her 3rd-4th month of pregnancy, she was showing signs of having a miscarriage. My mom was deeply afraid of losing me, the doctors said she needed rest for a few months, my mom disagree however she had no choice to rest and wait till I was born. My mom told me that she cried seeing my face knowing I was a new hope to the family in her side. My mother did everything in her power to show me the right directions in life, while being mad at me or yelling at me, I knew she didn’t really mean it and that she really loves me deep down. I would admit before Carmen and her kids moved in, I was really happy they my parents and I were living together with no stress what so ever and enjoying our time together. But now, it is causing some stress within the family (Well not my dad since he always sleeps on his Computer chair) but for my mom and I, it was causing some head bashing each other but at the end of the day we say good night and love you to another knowing it will be a new day for us. While having a deep moment with my mom, she told me to never leave her side as well my dad side since I always stay home and help them out a lot. They really appreciate for what I do like going to college (While my dad has doubts I’ll finish but I will prove him wrong and make him proud of me to finish). My mother hold hands and I tell her, “Thanks mom for everything you did, even though you weren’t the perfect mom. You were the only mom that life wanted me to have. And I am really grateful to be your son...”
I love you mom and dad, for supporting me and you will never leave heart regardless we get into bad fights. I will always think of you and once the time where you guys will have to be in a deep sleep, I will always look up the sky and smile knowing you guys are watching me.
"There is no Real ending. It's just the place where you stop the story." -Frank Herbert