“Education, I wish I would’ve been able to finish high school” she finally says. I was really taken back with that answer I never knew about my mother desire for education. She continued to say with eixstment in her eyes as she recalled her dreams “I loved math.” When the civil war broke out in Somalia, she was 15 and soon after she had to migrate so she was unable to finish school. After she migrated education wasn’t much of an option for her, she had to fend for herself to survive now. After getting married and having children education was now completely off the table for her. And because my mom was a very traditional woman she devoted the rest of her life to being a wife and a mother.
“How did you meet? “As she recalls her teenage years, she remembers feeling lost and afraid for most of the time. Although now she wasn’t living in the war-torn country she was still struggling to survive for different reasons. Love came in her life at a time she despitaly needed to be loved and that’s what my father did. my parents love story is something I even found beautiful and amazingly romantic even before I knew what love and romance were. “we were roommates, so were four other people. There were two bedrooms I shared one with three girls and he shared the other one with the