Plan A:
Beverly, Ma is where I will build my family. Far from the city and where I grew up, nothing bad with trying a new location. I will own a beautiful house with at least four rooms, a dining area, a large sized living room, a huge kitchen, and just everything that a house would need.
My husband and I will raise five kids and have two vicious dogs, we will also have a great amount of backyard space enough to have some family and friends over for cookouts in the summer.
On the weekdays I will be teaching at one of the kindergartens in Beverly where my days start early but end early also, enough time to spend with my kids, making dinner and doing homework with them. My husband won't work later than 5pm that way we can always have a family meal together. Financially I will be stable and so will my husband. Being able to buy anything when I need to but also have enough to pay my house and bills.
Life would be perfect, some ups and downs here and there but always getting through the tough parts.
A Twist ...
We all know that these future predictions may or may not happen the way we want it too or maybe it won't at all and only pieces of it happen. We have to live for what we have.
Five years later..
I have graduated college and have started a permanent position at a preschool as an assistant teacher, I'm living on my own and things are on the right track. Until I receive a phone call from my grandmother, her voice is joyful yet anxious. She starts to explain to me how my grandfather got approved from the judges in Peru and in the U.S for him to come back and start his life as a resident. Once I receive these news I knew for a fact that our lives were going to change and things were going to me amazing. My grandfather is our equator, he keeps us stable and happy. A month passes by and I'm at the airport .... waiting ... 20 mins later there he is, all smiles walking toward me. All I do is smile and cry. He finally gets to hug me and say " I'm back home."
After having my grandfather back our lives got better. My family spent more time together and support for out lives grew stronger. I was able to be complete and fully happy again. Having my grandfather see my brother, my uncle, and myself succeed was the best feeling ever.
Plan B:
My assistant position didn't last at this elementary school because they didn't have enough in the budget to continue to pay for me. So I went on craigslist searched for new teaching positions but I had no luck.
While browsing on craigslist I found an add for a nanny which paid amazingly, but it was all the way in Iowa. I had to move myself just to be able to stay on track. I didn't want to get into the restaurant business again or doing anything else that didn't involve kids.
So I grabbed all my baggage and moved out to Iowa. There I had a place to stay which was financially acceptable. The nanny job included everything like food, a car, and a room in case I didn't have a place to stay. I wanted to continue to stay independent and manage my own necessities so the room wasn't necessary.
This family was very wealthy and kind. They took me in as if they had already knew me. While nannying I kept looking for work back home (which is Boston) but I had no luck and started to give up. This twist in my life had become a lifestyle and left me living in Iowa and actually enjoying myself with new company and a new life. It was definitely nothing I wanted or had planned for but I had to continue my life.
With every rain drop,
every sunshine,
and every leaf that fall
the earth moves and changes everyday,
my life is slowly moving in directions I didn't know it could move in.
Time passes by,
slowly...
Yet I find myself lost.
The winds push and shove me in different ways,
Again I am lost.
I start to regain faith and hope,
Positivity is on my shoulders.
I get the sense of happiness and joy.
oh boy..
A path I know I could follow into my dreams.
A new life,
new beginning,
everything just seems so right.
looking up at the light,
seems to me that I'm alive.
I recently started off at a new job a few weeks ago at the Courtyard Marriott, also in East Boston as a housekeeper. The job itself is very difficult, yet I enjoy it a little too much. I think about it as a challenge. I have about 7.5 hours to clean about 14 rooms. Sounds pressuring and hard to do, but once I got the hang of it I managed to handle it all. The people at the hotel aren't as friendly as they are at the YMCA only because most are old and rude, since I'm the youngest they see me as a threat. Other than those ladies I get to focus on myself and what to do to make my job better and easier. I am grateful from his job only because the managers there are very lenient with school and my other job, and the pay is beyond great. Being on my own this was the one thing I needed. The job has given me whole lot in the past few weeks that I would have never thought I would have. It is honestly a great place to work at and I am grateful to be there.
