Personal Narrative: My Experience Of Living In Texas

Our time living in Texas was very rough; this was due to the absence of family and friends whom we had left behind when we left New York City. A hot summer in the middle of July mom and I had an argument that led me to finally buying a flight to Houston, Texas. I had moved into her home a month after getting into a big fight with my son Riley’s father. It got very ugly between him and I and I had to evacuate the home we had rented together to go live in a room in my mother’s house. At the time of the breakup, I had already been seeing Carlos for nearly four months. My relationship was very rocky with Riley’s dad; we were living in the same home but were officially not involved with each other personally. My cousin Linda, whom had been living in Texas for a little over two years had been inviting me to go visit her to check out the city of Houston, and see if I can consider moving there for a change. I kept telling her that I would go soon, which I never did until the day of the argument with mom. I’ve already had enough of mom’s bullshit. I had only fifteen-hundred dollars left from my tax return check, which made me …show more content…
It took Carlos close to five months to save up a thousand dollars for the down payment of our first car. We got a 2008 Pontiac G6, silver, and clean as a bar of soap. We were very proud of our progress, this meant that I could get a job anywhere and not worry about taking public transportation. Two weeks after purchasing the car, I bought a two nights round trip ticket to NYC to get my baby Riley, whom at the time was exactly one year old and staying with my mother. Riley is her only grand child and she absolutely adores him, therefore, she was happy to keep him until I get myself together to pick him