Today, My Thanksgiving consisted of getting my oldest son to his last day of school before summer vacation, taking the kids to the hospital to get the baby his shots and come home with a grumpy, feverish, poor lil baby boy. I did not feast on Turkey or any trimmings, no pumpkin pie or apple sausage stuffing (my favorite) but, it is not about the food. Well I guess to say, it is not about eating the food. My favorite part of Thanksgiving was always cooking for my family and sharing moments with them. Isn´t that what it should be about, the moments you get to cherish. I guess that is what I miss the most, not just today, but every single day I have been gone. How do you walk away from what you have known your entire life? When I left I really believed what I had been told, that we could be back home within a year. Almost five years have passed, when do I get my moments back? Although, I do have my four naughties here with me; I have two daughters still waiting for me in the States. I have missed too many moments, from the simplicity of kissing boo-boo´s, watching pillowfights, brushing and braiding their hair, putting money under their pillows in exchange for that little tooth. Arguing that they are too young to watch horror movies and really getting a chance to hold them tight before they get too old. Being there when they have their first kiss and their first heartache. I have to miss it all with them. It kills me that my 6 children are not getting to grow up together. Sure I could rip my younger four children away from their loving and caring father and take them back to the States…But, what do I do then? First I get blasted for Marrying a Ham Sandwich then I would be that Welfare Mom with 6 kids. Who cares that the Govt is the one that put me in the predicament when they deported and banned my husband. No matter where I choose to live one set of my children will be without a parent and my ex will not let my daughters live in a country where they do not speak the language or know the customs. So today, like every other, I try to be thankful for what I do have. Life, Love and the possibility of a future with my husband and all of my children back home. That little possibility is what keeps me going.