The Other Half of Happy

The Other Half of Happy — page 7
I hold one end of the large painting Mom is trying to hang It's a lake surrounded by volcanoes Lake Atitlán Dad lifts his arms as if he might hug the painting though it's too big for that The most lovely spot in the world No importa la distancia siempre habrá un mismo cielo que nos una Looking at me he translates Distance does not matter Always the same sky unites us I'm glad we finally framed this Mom says This room needed a revamp It looks nice and all but I miss the baby photos and the picture of the Golden Gate Bridge that came from Target Only Dad's guitar in its hanger is the same Memito doesn't mind he's rolling a toy truck back and forth I liked it before I say Me too Mom says looking around but I always felt bad that this stuff was in boxes It feels like a new house That was my point Is it time to get out the package Dad asks Mom his eyes twinkling at me Wait right here she says She brings in a white box the packing tape already cut From your Abuela for your first day at your new school Abuela is my dad's mom She sends birthday cards and letters to my parents but none of our Guatemalan relatives send gifts We send them gifts like Crayola crayons that are hard to get there and American brand jeans Starting junior high Dad shakes his head I remember my first day of upper school I wore a new white shirt and