Why I M Cuban Is Important To Me

I love the idea of writing about myself, and especially how I came to this country, the greatest nation in the world, United States of America. I’m Cuban, generally those who live there, for one reason or another want to leave the island and left behind the fake revolution. In my case I never thought it could happen to me or any member in my family, there was no reason in my mind for leave my roots and my love ones. But, back in 2000, my journey started in Havana airport to New Jersey, and after few months I ended up in Miami, where I live now with my beautiful family. It is a long history.
It all started one afternoon in May 2000 when my father surprised us with the unexpected news that he had found a way out of that island, until that moment it was our beloved home, escape from the authoritarian regime was that many Cubans craved. I was only in my twenties, I had no desire to leave my life but at the same time craved many things that did not have, or new things I was curious to know. I suddenly entered that curiosity and I yelled to my father, dad want to go
We didn’t have much to leave behind; we arrived to the new city to start from zero again. Some good friends of my dad helped us to settle us in a small apartment in the east of Hialeah. We were very pleased to reach Miami; it was for us like coming home, besides the beauty of the city, the sun, the palm trees and the relaxing beach, it had our same customs, our language was spoken. It was actually easy to adapt to our new life. For the first time in a long time we were all very happy. My father was adapted, he found a job in a dental lab, something relate to his profession. I began to work and to study. So the time was passed and we adapt to our new life already in Miami where I lived happily. As it achieves bring my mother and my brother to live with me. And then later I met who is now my husband with we have two beautiful