Life is a Trip by Judith Fein

In Life is a Trip; I really enjoyed Chapter 5 (Searching for Forgiveness in Vietnam) since I’m familiar with the history of the Vietnam War and I could get a good look in its different opinion. I believe that the author speaks from his heart in relation that he believes there are people that still haven’t got over by the war. The only thing I could think of this is, how not? I’ve never been through war or any life style related to it, and I wish it continued that way. What I have read and heard is that war is one of the most traumatizing things in the world. You are assign a target to kill for your country thinking it is correct even though you were taught to never kill because it’s wrong since little. I believe in that process of changing your ideas of right and wrong, a switch in the human must trigger or something. In some way it confuses the human being, and torments it. Besides, it must also torment the idea of actually seeing people suffer or even killed in front of your eyes. I guess my opinion is, that even so people have forgiven the war, I respect those who haven’t forgive it. I believe is a very internal process in which one may or may not recover from it. I respect any person willing to enter in this zone, especially coming out of it.

Nevertheless after reading this chapter, I couldn’t get out of my head the last paragraph where it states, “I got up and walked away from my computer. I understood that I could spend a lifetime harboring anger and resentment, or I could accept what happened to me and move on. It felt good to be in the present. It felt good not to focus on the past. It felt right to unplug from past hurts and bitterness. My trip to Vietnam inspired me and reminded me of that”. This made my eyes grow cause it’s not something the people of the Vietnam War can live by if not anybody can. One must open their eyes in a set of their internal battles and decide which path to go. You can decide whether to stay with your feelings for the rest of your life because of something or just decide to let them go. We will always acquaintance this kind of internal battles; it is us who decide what to do about them.

Reflection of my Family Trip

Sadly, last week I couldn’t go to the conference that my friends and professor were attending to. I couldn’t go because I had a family trip planned to Philadelphia. I was going to meet up with the part of dad’s family. Not everybody could go, since it was a weird date, but my parents found a way to make it happen and still two of my uncles went. It was quite nice, since I’ve never gone to Philadelphia before and the weather wasn’t that bad. I really don’t tolerate the cold, but strangely the weather was nice (It was like 50 degree). We hang out a lot; one place that I truly loved was the Magic Garden in Philly. It was beautiful, and not your ordinary garden. A man who took fourteen years in making it, it’s enormous. But the interesting thing that he made it out of any material he had lying around his house. Yes, I’m talking about plates, forks, glasses, and pencils, anything he found he went with it. It was really entertaining to see it since he also used many mirrors to make an effect and it made it even more beautiful the garden. Not only that, I hang out with my cousin that is around the same age and studies over their in Saint Joseph University. She showed me her college life with her roommates and friends, which I found interesting since I stayed in Puerto Rico studying and didn’t really have the full college experience. It made me realize how weird it is that we both have such different lives. She lived in Puerto Rico at a young age but moved later on, but still I was proud of her that she adapted so well in the states. She really made sure I had fun and it felt as if we were never separated. I guess what I really enjoyed the most of the whole trip is how even though we haven’t seen each other in many months, it’s like we never stopped. My family is not so big, so we were all really confortable in the house. I loved how we all were such in a good mood where we made each day count and enjoyed our little trip. It’s only been two days and I already missed them so much. But it’s okay since they’re trying to come back in summer.