How To Become An Immigrant

Those five years without my dad felt like an eternity. You don’t realize how much you miss someone, until they’re gone. That is exactly how I felt. With my dad deployed to Europe, and not knowing when we will see him again, I am left taking care of my disabled, but wonderful sister. With no time on my hands to do anything fun, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, wondering if things will ever go back to normal. I still remember it like it was yesterday, my dad came home with dreadful news that would transform my life forever. The door opens with a quiet squeak and my dad rushes in without saying hello to us. I glance immediately at my sister and she is already looking directly at me. Can’t you tell this is why I love her so much, even though she has lived with down-syndrome all her life, she still knows when something is wrong and something was definitely wrong that day. He walks right into the kitchen where my mom was making our dinner, pulls her into their bedroom without saying a word and shuts the door with a loud slam that echoes through the house. My sister and I walk quietly up to the door and listen, but all we could …show more content…
I knew she was right, we're going to need to make an amendment to our lives and there was nothing we could do about it. Things started changing quickly. Once school finished up, I only had one option and that was walk home right after, with no excuses. That means I couldn’t be involved in any after school activities while tackled the responsibilities to watch my sister, prepare dinner, wash the dishes and do the laundry when my mom was too busy to do it herself and on top of that I had homework usually left over. Eventually I started counting the days since my dad has been gone and they started adding up one week had passed by, then one month, 6 months, a year, 2 years, but I still have