Two hundred thirty years and counting...

The other day while swimming in my local pool, I realized that the American flag was hanging above the water... just then I realized, like in a dream, that I was not in Chile but that I was living my life half an ocean away from my dear homeland...
Coming to live to the US has been a tough journey to endure ... like a rollercoaster for the heart impaired... there were times that I needed to remind myself to keep breathing and hope my heart would not stop beating as my face reflected only sheer terror... but since I have become imcreasingly comfortable in this land, (like my sudden realization in the pool can testify) I am beginning to see it as home too.
Today I write in English to celebrate this land in which I have arrived... I am a new immigrant in this nation of immigrants, trying to find my place...
Happy 230th B-day USA!!!! or simply Happy 4th of July!!!