Reyna Grande’s The
Distance Between Us gave me a unique perspective on the millions of
families that are separated by the borders of countries. Usually, I am not a
fan of memoir, but this work read like a novel. I used it to wind down after a twelve-hour
day of caring for patients and get inside someone else’s world. I found that I
related strongly to Grande’s older sister Mago as she struggled between
balancing her role as “little mother” and succumbing to the emotions brought on
by their parent’s absence.
As a young child, I did not experience any prolonged
separation from my own parents, but I did often find myself in the role of “little
mother” for the younger members of my family. Through reading this novel, I was
reminded quite often of the times that I spent battling my emotions in the
pursuit of being a good role model for my younger cousins.
As a result of the experience gained from reading The Distance Between Us, I was able to
gain a new perspective on what it means to be a role model. Being the oldest of
the generation, I never had anyone to look up to for an example. I tried very
hard to do the best I could for the younger kids, but I never understood how
important my actions were to them.
It is quite obvious that Reyna held Mago very highly.
Through this, I was able to come to the revelation that my younger cousins held
me in the same light. I spent a lot of time reflecting on the events that
transpired between the sisters after I had closed the book for the evening and
wondering how I might have reacted if placed in some of the situations they
faced. The Distance Between Us was
not simply a good read; it was a thought provoking, introspective experience.