Growing up in a colorful tropical island as a child surrounded by lush vegetation, turquoise blue waters, sun-kissed happy people inspired me to dream that one day I will become an artist who can capture the beauty of nature and its dwellers on a blank canvas.
As I got older, the dream evolves into something else as my priority changes. Every now and then, I still yearn to create when inspiration knocks at my door.
It was a tough time in my country. Much as it’s blessed with natural resources and skilled professionals, it’s still a part of the third world. It was a time of political unrest on the brink of a revolution due to oppression and dictatorship that spanned an agonizing 20 years.
My parents told me that the only wealth they can give me and my siblings was education.Back then the only profession that gives you a chance to go abroad and make a name for yourself was nursing. Half of my class did the same. It was a beginning of a journey in the medical profession that led me to where I am today.
I thought that after nursing I was done with books. I found out later that there were more learning to follow, in fact tons of it when fate led me to study medicine.
My parents were proud and jubilant. I guess it was part of their dream. Me, I just went with the flow although there were times when I wanted to give up. In the end I made it.
I thought studying was the hardest part until it was time for residency training. I went to the big City and tried my luck.
Being a country boy who’s been sheltered for most of his existence, life in the big city was undeniably difficult. A lot of times I just felt miserable. I said to myself, “life is meant to be more than this.” And I was right.
The Path We Take
Fate led me to choose another path. At this point, another bloodless revolution was happening in my country. I was convinced that I needed to go abroad so I can help my family. This led me to a dream, a dream I didn’t realize will come sooner than I could comprehend what I really wanted in my life.
The Call That Opened A Door For Me
I was in my sleep when around 02:00 A.M. , a recruiter from the United States called and said that he saw my application in the internet. He said that if I’m interested, an employer was willing to hire me. I thought it was a prank but 2 days later, I got the job. I can’t believe that finally I will have a chance to travel the other side of the world. I was on cloud 9.
Everyone Has A love Story To Tell, Here’s Mine…
If there is one thing or person that made medicine worth sacrificing for, it was meeting my wife. She is that one person who journeyed with me at the lowest points of my life.
I was on my third year medicine when I saw her, a freshman. I thought she was and still is the most beautiful girl on campus. My heart would pound so hard that I could hear it whenever we cross our ways in the library or at the stairway. It took another year before I had the guts to call her with the help of a friend.
Our worlds are totally different. She belonged to a well to do family in her city whereas I’m a simple guy raised in an average middle-income family .While she was eating an expensive sushi, I was eating street food that fits my allowance.
Like all fairy tales, destiny intervened and led us to be together. When my lawyer sent me a notice that I’m leaving in less than a year, I asked her to marry me and she said yes. I was the happiest man in the world.
We had a simple, solemn church wedding in a small chapel. I still can’t believe that it was all happening, that she chose me and was willing to give up everything because she loved me. I felt like I’m watching myself on t.v. only it was all real.
We spent a lot of memorable days at the paradise-like island where I worked for a year. I thought then that I got the job because I was needed to help the sick but only to realize later that It was the island’s spirit that was healing me from all forms of emptiness. The island brought back my sense of bliss and harmony.
The Island That Gave Me Refuge And Comfort
At one point in my life I felt lost, confused and restless. My sojourn in the island, knowing its residents and the friends I came across with all helped in finding myself once again.
I would walk each morning at the break of dawn along the sea-shore, the beach empty, peaceful and hopeful as the cool waters and fine sugary white sand caressed my feet. Sometimes I would just stare at the sea while sipping a cup of coffee . I would empty my mind so I can truly listen to what’s important in my life. I found my serenity and it was beautiful.
Living The So Called “American Dream”
I moved to the U.S. in 2003. Another journey I made with my wife. We started in a small city in California, with lots of amazing and generous people. I made a lot of good friends there who to this day I still value and cherish.
A few years later, we transferred to the vibrant bay area, close to the famous San Francisco. We had good memories there but we also had a lot of hardships from a horrible experience of being scammed by a person whom we considered as our family. The only thing that kept us going was the birth of our son. He’s our gift from heaven. He brought us so much joy. He made us forget the pains of deceit. All I could say is ” Thank you God for giving us our little Angel.” His smile, giggles, butterfly kisses and hugs washed our heartaches away. He was our blessing.
I learned the hard way that America is not all milk and honey. That there’s a price for every dream , a tear for every dollar you wish for.
At a time when my wife and I felt alone in a world totally new to us, a friend invited us to the cowboy country of Texas. Right then and there we found our next home. Another path was made for us, giving us hope that a new beginning is possible. It was a time to heal, forgive and forget. It was a time to start a new leaf. It was a time to find peace , love and happiness. To be free of fear and helplessness. The rest is history and a new journey begins.
Thank you for being a part of “this man’s journey.” Each traveled path had been wonderful because you shared those walks with me through your posts, visits and comments.
There may be times when our paths are somewhat dark, difficult , perhaps evens cold but those paths we no longer walk alone. Those paths we walk together with the people we love . Every walk is now a shared path with sense and meaning.
– Mr. B
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