Life In Florida

Every individual has their own origin story, one of adventurous struggles to standing up from the ground and grasping a better life. Life was never easy-going on any human being nor was it ever intended. Nevertheless, in as much as people believe that starting anew is frustratingly difficult, the bonds and hardships obtained and overthrown are worth the efforts. From the starting point of the 1820’s, countless immigrants attempted to trek toward the vicinity of the America’s, leaving behind what is precious to them. Most of their origin stories inaugurated from there and pass on their tales to others to this present era. Prequels to their life in Florida, the beautiful plant of my originators began in two respective foreign roots and were uprooted

Unlike Vicente, she travelled to Florida from method of transportation, more specifically, by airplane. Looking back at her homeland of Peru, it wasn’t long until the landscape had vanished from her sight as the airplane absorbed an abundancy of elevation and took flight to Florida. She couldn’t help but mull over how life in Florida would be difficult without the presence of her friends and family, all the while attempting and failing to hold back the tears leaking from her eyes. Looking down at the ocean isolating Peru from Florida at a nearby window, Maria knew she had already made her choice and that there was no turning back. Florida was a place of more significant opportunities of improvement with an abundancy of products and job opportunities, and while she did felt pain in her heart and her stomach drop with nervousness, Maria had to take that chance to help her family and herself have a new life to enjoy living in. The pain she felt upon arrival was not all physical on the outside, rather on the inside, but Maria shrugged it off and with a reluctant smile took a few steps on the soils of the new state she would call

Both had desired dreams of a new life and reluctant hearts to leave behind their loved ones. Vicente and Maria needed the push to continue onwards as their journey to Florida was within reach, even if it did hurt physically and mentally, inside and outside. Looking back at the harshness of the environment, the heartbreak of being separated from your family, the pain from your body, and the alien feeling of being in an unfamiliar setting are all what one would go through when migrating to a new state. A human being is a beautiful flower, blossoming as time progresses on until the time comes of being uprooted from your birth place, and a migrating bird waiting to spread their wings and take flight with the vast population towards the sight of a new location to take refuge in. My father was the beautiful flower and my mother was the migrating bird, both of who traveled to Florida and lived their lives as of present