Mi Guerrera

By Sofia guerrero  |   From : Miramar  |   School : Everglades high school



My name is Sofia Guerrero and I am 15 years old. I was born in Pembroke Pines, Florida on October 20,2003. My mom was born in Cali, Colombia and my dad in Caracas, Venezuela. I have 2 siblings. I have a twin sister and an older half brother that is 23 years old born in Orlando, Florida. My mom and dad met when my brother was 7 years old and since then he has been the man my brother looks up to.


My grandma came on her own with my mom to the United States. My grandparents could not agree on where they were gonna live, if they were gonna come and live here in the United States or stay over there in Colombia. They decided to part ways and my grandma came over here with my mom and my grandpa stayed in Colombia with my 2 aunts and uncle. My grandma brought my mom here to the United States when she was 12 years old in search for a new life. They arrived in Houston, Texas and lived there for 9 years then moved to Florida and have been here ever since then. My grandma wanted for my mom to be able to finish school and wanted to improve life quality which is exactly what she did.


My dad came to the United States with his parents and his brother when he was 18 years old. Their first house was in Hialeah, Florida. They came here when my grandparents started seeing things getting pretty bad over there in Venezuela on a political level as well as a major concern with their safety. Safety was a real big issue that was only getting more and more out of control by the day, to the point where you could not even wear a nice pair of shoes or a nice watch. Here my grandpa saw an opportunity of starting is own business which is exactly what they did. He started a family business with my grandma, my dad, and my uncle and have been very successful.


All my life I have been really close to my family, even though most of them live in Colombia. Over here I had my parents, siblings, my grandparents (who i would see every weekend), my aunt and uncle, grandma, and my cousin. We would always have family reunions at my grandparents house. We would all talk, laugh,sing, dance,and just always had a good time. All this ended about 2 years when my grandma passed away from breast and stomach cancer.


I saw my grandma battling against this for about 2 years. It was a lot of stress and knowing she didn’t have much time was extremely upsetting. As the time passed I saw my grandma getting weaker and weaker by the day. Towards the end I would get so sad even just looking at her. We would visit her at her house and at the hospital, the time she was there. My grandpa, uncle, and my dad would take turns taking care of her throughout the night. The night my grandma passed away my parents came home late at night around about 11 or 12. I was at practice that day from 7- 9:30 and my parents had asked my brother to go and pick my sister and I up. I thought that was a bit strange because my mom had said she was picking us up that day. When my parents got home it was weird since I knew that it was my dad’s turn to take care of my grandma. They sat us down at the table and I immediately knew something was wrong. When they told us my heart immediately dropped and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t want to believe she was actually gone. When she passed away it was really hard on my entire family. When I was younger I always thought I would have my grandma forever and I didn’t have to worry about losing her or anyone matter of fact. Unfortunately, things aren’t like that at all.


My grandma passed away on March 16, 2017 and that day I had lost someone very important to me. It was all very hard on my family and I. To us my grandma was everything, she was the most loving and caring person I have ever known. I always saw her as a second mom and she made a huge impact on my life. She would always go out of her way to see us happy and to see us all together, that for her was more than enough. She always had one thing clear and that was that family is the most important thing in the world. That is something I took from her and it will always be the most important thing to me because nobody will ever be there for you, want to see you happy, and love you unconditionally like your own family.

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