?“Wow, here I am! I finally made it to Los Angeles!”, I thought to myself. As we made our way through the airport customs checkpoint, the officer had let my husband go through, but stopped me for further inspection. I was extremely nervous and worried what if they denied my entry. Eventually, the officer approved for me to pass; however, I had lost sight of my husband. I ran around the baggage claim area to search for him, still I couldn't locate him. I sat down in the corner, looked all over the place and asked myself, “What am I doing here?” Unexpectedly, I felt the floor was shaking and got stronger in every second. I suddenly opened my eyes and realized that I just had a nightmare. ?It was an early morning that I woke up with the sun ray shining on my face and the sound of birds singing their usual wake- up songs. My dog was barking as if she was chatting to one another, and I could smell the foods in the kitchen where my mom was making delicious breakfasts for the family. However, this was not going to be the same anymore! Of course, I was extremely happy. When I was young, the thought of going to the Americas excited me, but moving away from my country where I grew up in and leaving my family whom I love the most behind was tough. ?Finally the time for me to pack up and leave for the airport had come. My parents were in the taxi with me, as well as my husband, my aunt, my sister, and my cousin, but only my best friend- my dog- was left behind inside of my house. All my life, I had been with them. I started to get emotional and feel like I was going to leave my home- forever, though I was also curious about a new life with my husband in a totally unfamiliar country. As the taxi parked in front of the airport, I couldn't believe that the moment came. The moment when I would have to exit out the taxi, head towards the terminal and say my final goodbyes. A lot of tears were shed many hugs were given. At the same time, I