Pedro Pablo Morejon

Now my new challenge is to overcome the fear and frustration of knowing that my future here depends on the decisions of an old egomaniac.

I can already visualize the damage that Hurricane Milton will cause in this area, as well as in a considerable part of the city.

Some evenings, after working out, I go for a walk, covering a mile or two. My partner came & we explored the neighborhood where we are living

I can hardly enjoy this peaceful Sunday. My mind travels back to Cuba, and I start to ponder why I am here, in a country that is not mine.

I arrive early, almost at dawn, and always find more than a dozen men, all Cubans, waiting for a contractor for some occasional work.

From the moment I set foot in the United States, I felt like a blind man not knowing where to go or how to organize my immigration status.

It had been a month since my arrival in the United States, and I couldn’t find a job. They told me: “Don’t worry, something will appear.

As we entered the airport, we were pointed to three different lines: US Citizens, US residents, and those arriving with humanitarian parole.

My partner had been insisting for some time that I get a passport, and after much persistence, she convinced me.

The thing is, this has been one of my biggest concerns for most of my life. I had the misfortune of having poor genetics for teeth.