Moving was very hard... far away from the guy I had a crush on, and then finally barely getting together with , everything was moving at a very harsh and rapid pace, the part I enjoyed the most back then was that I got to meet his family, they were and still are wonderful people, hard working father, very faith dedicated mother and very successful in her own career, his older sister was expecting a baby back then, his other older sister was actually a very hard working girl too going out with her husband to be back then, and an older brother who was very dedicated to his fav. sport, baseball.
All though I got to meet everyone things still were not right with me... In my mind nothing made sense unless I had Ash in my life...But you can't fight against certain things in life, and so like a dramatic story we left and I did not see my boyfriend in over a course of 3 months, the worst months of my life, and from what I remember I cried almost every day, my father and mother laughed most of the time, of course reminding me that there is always time in life... but me being the drama queen and the hopeless romantic all I wanted was to see Ash.
Many things happened, I actually had a scooter accident, had half of my face swollen but with heavy medication and a good reminder of safety 1st from my father and mother I was good in a matter of weeks...It tore me apart not seeing Ash, not being able to share my thoughts and time and actually dedicating my love to someone who always listened.
Little did I know that my mother was planning a little trip going back to Norwalk, and so I was all for it, while her and my sisters went out for a movie and my mother's errand I stayed with Ash, and told him all about my accident and how much I missed him.
The most wonderful thing that I looked forward every single time I held a pen or a pencil I knew I could always write my heart out to him, and he did the same the few times he could, young and so in love with his image and the thought of having him near was to die for...for me of course.
Finally he decided to take his chances and he tried seeing me almost every weekend, and when I say he took his chances its because he had no car back then and it was 10 miles to my house, and so he rode his bike all those miles just to see me for a mere 48 hours...and sometimes not even that, expecting him was a celebration for me, and something to look forward to...
Things kept being very moderate, I had my whole family and my man and so I was at a legal age to start working full time, and after I got my citizenship things got a lot easier, and so there I was once again thrown into a whole new world.
Art by Ashley Mayhew
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