My hardest decision
To feel closer to my papa, to build a life for my family and to hear the waves crash onto the shore are reasons why I moved to Hawaii.
It was May 29, 2015 when I lost my papa. He was the only grandparent I've gotten to know. Watching him slip away was one of the hardest things I've ever endured. Papa would listen to me talk about my goals and ramble on about my life. I love him so much and he knows it.
Saying goodbye to papa wasn't enough. Instead of nightly prayers, I would stay up and talk to him; to let him know I was okay. One day, I explained to him that one of my goals have shifted and it has directed me to Honolulu.
A few months of having the urge to move, I landed an opportunity to work and live in Hawaii. Although this was what I manifested, it wasn't easy.
I am a single mother to a 9-year old unicorn. Fortunately, we live with my parents and they have been a constant backbone for us. I decided to take the job but I knew she had to stay back. I promised her I would bring her here once I got everything situated. There is never a day that we go without face-timing each other.
I became a mother when I turned 19. The longest I've been away from my daughter was three weeks. Now, it's been over a year since I left my daughter in my parents arms and I still can't keep it together. In fact, my daughter constantly pushes me through this. She has supported me since the beginning of it all. She is just ten years old and has it more together than me.
I took this opportunity to build a stable foundation for her. Being apart has made our relationship stronger. She encourages me and told me "Mom, you can do this. Keep going after your dreams. I miss you but I'm doing good with Papa and Tutu."
Once you have a baby, they become your world and you will do anything and everything to create a wonderful, fulfilling, and an exciting future for them. I'm doing just that. We may be physically separated but we're more connected than we've ever been. She's my soul mate.