Unexpectedly, the postman arrived carrying a bag full of mail. He quickly walked in and blurted out to my grandmother who was standing in front of him “I have great news.” She opened her purse and took out a large envelope with the words United States Embassy printed on it. She handed it to my grandmother as we eagerly gathered around her. She opened the envelope and began to read to herself. Tears began to flow down her cheeks as she found the strength and was able to adapt, get over the news, and quickly make her decision in her mind. His words came out confidently “You won the lottery,” he told my parents. The message sank into my chest: We would emigrate to America, and this was our ticket to another life. My reluctant and incredulous father was left speechless at the news. After a moment he spoke and said to his mother “We don't want to go away and leave you behind.” Because my grandmother was determined and reminded him: “Son, I want you to know, between all that my eyes have seen and the struggles that my