On a visit to a nearby Sanctuary in Fatima my mom told me about the promise my grandparents had made on my baptism to help my parents raise me as much as they could.
So that became a promise I always kept at the back of my head that I would help my grandparents financially or emotionally when needed.
well I want to help them when I'm older too.
A FEW YEARS LATER
As the economy got worst and we immigrated, it became more and more difficult to keep my promise. I felt like I was abandoning my family, now that we had a whole ocean separating us.
I'll never fulfill my promise.
A few years later my grandfather passed away, and 2 years later my grandma got lung cancer. Obviously these were very difficult times for me, because I was only able to blame myself for leaving them alone. I was so far and not able to do anything to help my grandma who was now alone. I was not able to give back the love she had always given me.