Just something random.
Before, I used to laugh and joke with my mom whenever we remembered this, but as I got older, I realized how sad the situation actually was. My parents had me when they were still very young, so to support me, they worked in the city while I stayed in the province. It was about a 12-hour trip.
When I was in first grade, I received an award at school. To surprise me, my mom went to the province to pick me up and bring me to live with her in the city. She expected me to be teary-eyed and happy, but instead I was just confused. I remember thinking, “Who is this?” because back then, my whole world was my grandmother. I didn’t even realize I had parents, it was like news to me.
After everything was explained, I was happy knowing I had a mom and dad, and we would joke about that moment sometimes. But now that I’m older, I realize how sad it is that I grew up not really knowing them, and how much distance and sacrifice shaped that part of my childhood.
When I was in first grade, I received an award at school. To surprise me, my mom went to the province to pick me up and bring me to live with her in the city. She expected me to be teary-eyed and happy, but instead I was just confused. I remember thinking, “Who is this?” because back then, my whole world was my grandmother. I didn’t even realize I had parents, it was like news to me.
After everything was explained, I was happy knowing I had a mom and dad, and we would joke about that moment sometimes. But now that I’m older, I realize how sad it is that I grew up not really knowing them, and how much distance and sacrifice shaped that part of my childhood.
22-25, M
