Today it has been 13 years ago, I immigrated into the United States of America. I remember sitting with Katelynn (she was a little less than 4 months old) in my arms in O’Hare (Chicago International Airport), and I had only 22 US pennies in my pants pockets. I was very excited, but also a little bit scared. Because I did not know what the future would bring to us. While Kevin was calling his parents in NC, I looked out the window at the skyline of Chicago. I was thinking to myself: “Omg, what have I done, now? I’m over 4,000 miles away from home, no money in my pockets, no job lined up. I just hope, everything will work out alright!” Kevin was working long days, and went to school at night. In the meantime, I took care of the baby. Better work came with Kevin’s education. About 18 month after my immigration, we could afford a small house in the suburbs of Dallas, Texas.
Now 13 years later, having a house full of kids, dogs, cats, a backyard, and a car, I still have “no money” in my pockets. 😀 After the bills are paid, there is usually not much left. 😉 I learned there are a lot of great people in both places, my home and my home of choice. I traveled all over the US to enjoy the different mentality and hospitality of these states. I also enjoyed the landscapes this country provides to all of us. Here, I look back to over a decade of a great journey. Now I’m excited to see, what the next 13 years will have in store for me and my family.
People frequently like to ask me this question: “But you do get the chance to get home and visit family and friends quite often, don’t you?” I have to disappoint y’all. I came here, and never went back. And I never regretted my decision, either. 🙂