One of the fondest memories that I have and hold dear to my heart was when I used to go to school in Berkeley. My Papi would pick me up from both elementary and middle school on his way home from work and he would always bring me something to eat. He would wait outside the school for me, with a hug, a kiss, and the world’s biggest smile he would greet me. As we would walk to the car he would ask me how school went and then would tell me to guess what after-school snack he brought me that day. I would almost always get it wrong, even though my after school snack mainly consisted of either Mcdonald’s, donut holes, or two egg rolls, he still managed to switch it up and trick me. On the way home I would eat my food while conversing with him or as we sang and listened to music. We would listen to oldies but goodies, from Creedence Clearwater Revival to The Temptations, we sang and listened to it all. Being in the car took all of our worries and fears away, it was my safe haven. When we would get home the fear came rushing back and my safe haven was gone. My grandma would always get mad when she saw the wrappers, she would tell my Papi not to buy me any more food because she would make dinner and I wouldn’t eat right. He would always respond with “Como que no Gorda, este mocosa nunca para de tragar”. He was right, I never did, and he never stopped bring me my after-school snack. My grandma got so fed up, she would ask “why make dinner if you two are out eating?” My Papi said he wasn’t gonna do it anymore, but we would just dispose of the evidence before we got home. Near the end of my 6th-grade year, I transferred to a school in Oakland, from there things were never the same. The responsibility of picking me up from school fell upon my uncle, and he didn’t bring me my after-school snacks, he would ask me how school went, but it wasn’t the same, he wasn’t my best friend. I no longer got a bear size hug and kiss, no more of the world’s biggest smile right after school to relieve me of the anxiety I had. How I wish I hadn’t taken it for granted and could go back.