Back to Where I Came From

I'm not so sure why or how did everything happen. I'm back in Mexico now. It was a difficult choice. One of the best experiences I’ve had in my life was in Canada. I experienced so many things. For instance a growth of myself and I don’t mean physically. My view of life changed completely, on how life should or shouldn’t be lived. I was living with a family, in which my prime responsibility was two girls. (This two girls are not the ones from my other writings) Coming from Mexico, in which the only care I had to give, was to myself and I wasn’t responsible for anybody’s meal, homework, showers, school and many things, my sense of responsibility and patience grew, believe me. I faced many challenges in where you can’t quit and you can’t just give up. You have to face the challenge and smile and be proud that you are facing a challenge and be sure of yourself that you will be able to come over it. That’s what being in Canada showed me. These girls started being as my job, then slowly, emotion comes in the way. And when emotions are involved anywhere, situations change. I stopped being Nora the Nanny I started being Auntie Nori. What an amazing feeling. I can’t lie and tell you that every day was amazing, because there were some times in which I wanted to hold them by the neck and scream EAT YOUR BREAKFAST WE’RE GONNA BE LATE! Or the time in which the little one came to me and told me that I was like her mom, or the time that the older one came to me, hugged and cried because it would be the last hug before I had to say Good Bye.