I want a living, which I can share my emotions with my family. I came to America for wider opportunity when I was 12 and I had to get used to being without my parents. Because I have been alone since 5th grade, I learned the importance of family and how much it could affect the way I see the world.
I realized sharing my feelings, such as joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure with people I love, is necessary while I exist in this world. Joy quadruples whereas sorrow seems like nothing when I share it with my family. In order for my wish to come true, I have to become stronger, both physically and emotionally. I miss my family very much and every time I become emotionally fragile, I tell myself to be stronger. Not crying and complaining about my current situation would help my dream to come true one day.