Unexpected Call

Since I was just a little kid, I always used to move up to America and back to Trinidad and Tobago. I had a really unsettling childhood because I was constantly moving to different places. I was born in Trinidad and Tobago, which is a very small island right above South America. Anyways, when I finally settled in the USA, I stayed in the Grand Concourse which is in Bronx, NY. Thereafter, I moved to another part of the Bronx which was an evanescent experience. The next year, I moved to a house on Lurting Ave., and then I moved to Long Island.

Moving to Long Island was basically the best part of my childhood because I stayed in one place for a while. The place was called Terrace Circle which is in Great Neck, NY. Anyways, it was basically full of apartment complexes. I enjoyed going to the pool and hanging out with my friends. I lived with my mom, her newly wed husband, and a younger sister. Since the apartment was only spacious enough for a couple to live in, my mom and my stepdad made a drastic move to get a big house in a much different part of Long Island. I think this was the last move in my life except to SUNY Cortland.

So all the moves I made in my life deeply affected me because I never really settled in and made a lot of friends. Last of all, I was constantly away from my biological father, who rarely came to visit me because he lived in the Bronx. When I heard that he went back to Trinidad without telling my sister and I anything, I was very upset. I felt betrayed because I shared a special bond and connection with him that my mom never really understood.

Years went by and I never heard anything from my father, not even on holidays or birthdays. However, in 2007 he called to ask how my sister and I was doing, and I was in such a shock that I didn't respond. But afterwards I responded with a grave "fine." I felt like I was talking to a stranger after a couple of years, and I didn't really feel the connection we once had because my step-dad replaced him. I continually responded stolidly to all of his questions, and I was umoved when he said that he still loved me and my sister. I couldn't believe that he called after so many years without a legitimate reason. Nevertheless, I don't think that I had any emotions to his very late call, and now I think its too late because he was never there for me during my childhood. Lastly, I love my mom for working hard to support my sister and I. My mom achieved success by being a very determined, passionate, and unrelenting person. With her perseverance and strength, she was able to take care of us on her own, whichI truly admire and respect.