My future dreams.

My dreams are no longer mine, now they are dreams for someone else. They have become dreams for my son and now I daydream a lot about the near future. My son is still studying, but he’s two semesters away from finishing his degree in informatics engineering.

He writes here too but his online classes, papers and the thesis for his degree keep him so busy all day and night, so now he doesn’t have free time to write his stories here on the platform. They all have been left waiting for him.

So now I write alone. My dreams are for him to be able to have the same opportunities for success that I had. When I graduated as a nurse, within two years I was working hard my shift and overtime. I’m talking about 2 or 3 days in a row, in order to get money to buy what I wanted most, which was my own car, and thanks to my hard work I was able to buy it.

Then over the years I was able to buy an apartment in half, that is, with another person. My intention was to go back to school eventually, so I had to sell my part of the apartment to leave without debts or problems for 8 years in a row.

I got the long-awaited entrance to my university and, after graduating, I went back to my homeland to work with my new degree. I was able to achieve many dreams, until everything was brought to a stop. The changes of political course came to this country and now democracy was replaced with socialism and every opportunity was closing for those of us who had achieved so much.

Our purchasing power was lost little by little. I lost everything, but I always have the hope that my son would continue his studies, so that after obtaining his papers we could go to another country, to a place where he can develop with his efforts and achieve with his own merits the desires that all young people have… financial freedom and independence.

I want him to be able to achieve what I obtained in my country in the past and much more. May the sky be his limit, because he has dedicated most of his life to studying. He didn’t have the opportunity that I had when I was 20 to buy a car and travel around the country, to get to know my beloved Venezuela.

He knows very little of it. After 17 years with my old car, I sold it and bought my second car. I spent only 5 years with it and then I wanted to buy another, but the situation in my country was different and I was never able to do so. It has been 14 years since that. My son has only been able to visit the places we can get to with public transportation. For me it was never the same thing as traveling as in my own car.

We have to go to a place that is free as this country was when my parents came here, fleeing from their own country because of conditions similar to those that exist here today.

It’s not a coincidence, those don’t exist.  The only things that exist are events similar to the ones my parents went through, with the difference that my parents came without any degree and both my son and I will leave with a university degree of our own, God willing.

My knowledge as a doctor and his as an engineer will be put to use in the country where we have to go, because that will be decided by the need for professionals in the country that will host us.

That is why my biggest dreams are that my son will be able to know the world as I began to know it after graduating for the first time at the age of 19. He’ll finish his studies at 21 but that age is perfect to know what he needs to and enjoy his work and his passion as I did.

He wants to be a video game programmer the most and I know he’ll put his heart and soul into it, and I have faith that his dreams, which are also mine, will come true.

I can feel proud that my son has studied, that he has been raised by both God and me, that I’m on the verge of achieving my goal; to see him graduate from the career he has chosen, for which I have given him all my physical, mental and spiritual support.

So now my dreams are my son's dreams.