Today is the 15th anniversary of my migrating here in Canada. I was 6 and a half months pregnant with RG then. I brought only one box. I carried a heavy handbag and another huge, long bag were I put a statue of Mama Mary, which Ma asked me to bring. Mama's friends greeted me at the airport that Fall evening. We then all headed to her apartment on Partridge Avenue where she prepared a small feast for all of us. I left R in the Philippines with the hopes of sponsoring him later on. The first few weeks were very emotionally hard for me. There were times when I thought that I wanted to go back home to the Philippines. But I stayed strong and here we all are now.
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