I forgot to talk about this. So last Sunday, the 21st, I went to visit my brother at Yuba County Jail and I thought about how much I wanted my family to be happy. I wish my brother could be out of jail soon and not get deported to Vietnam so he could continue with his school and his job; start anew and live with contentment because he's not a bad person, and I wish he could be happy and will be happy. I wish my older sisters and brother will be financially stable because they are so hardworking and their work is hard and it gets tiring for them everyday as they struggle to make a living for themselves and their children. I wish my mom could worry less because she deserves it. All her life she's been up and about so that her children could live a proper life and she succeeded. But even now at this age she is still thinking about everything that makes her stress and nothing that makes her happy. I wish my sisters who already have a family will have peace and love within that realm.
Ever since I came back I found some internal problems in my family and I've been feeling worried. While those problems are still there they have subsided and sometimes are veiled from my other younger sisters and I. But I can't help but feeling troubled that they might be a threat to our family's bond. I'm really scared. So this Christmas I wish that my family can be happy and through arguments and problems we can surpass it by remembering precious moments that we spent together and those moments marked our love for each other.
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