Angels in Uniform

By Azucena Perez

This is a story based on real events. A foreigner of Nicaraguan origin who comes to the United States with her three children and her two pets to meet her husband who had moved there three years earlier.

She begins a new life completely ignoring the entire American system and falls into a deep depression longing to go back to her country and her previous way of life. In the process, she finds the mercy and understanding of the Miami Police Department.

She was motivated to write this book not only to convey her gratitude to all people she interacted with in different locations of the city, but also, so its citizens feel proud of the heroes that day by day sacrifice their own lives in the service of others.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Page Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Oct 18, 2021
• ISBN: 9781662491382

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Angels in Uniform

Azucena Pérez

Copyright © 2021 Azucena Pérez

All rights reserved

First Edition

PAGE PUBLISHING, INC.

Conneaut Lake, PA

First originally published by Page Publishing 2021

ISBN 978-1-6624-9115-3 (pbk)

ISBN 978-1-6624-9138-2 (digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Tabla de contenido

Why Didn’t You Leave Them?

My Tragedy in the Mall

A New Home

Where Vicente Goes, People Go!

Accident

First Application for Permanent Residence

ADHD Diagnosis

April 19, 2018

New Request for Petition or Deportation

My Trip to Hialeah

The Story of a Kiss

Permanent Residence

In honor of the protagonist of this story:

All law enforcement within Miami Dade County.

For their work, dedication, and sacrifices in serving their country and its citizens.

For being angels in uniform for many people who are going through extremely difficult moments in our lives. And without a doubt provide us with love and mercy.

To the angels in uniform, who have gone to God’s lap in the line of duty. And today, just as the stars illuminate us from the sky.

Acknowledgments

To God, for His infinite love and for every miracle offered in my life. For this story, it would not be possible without His designs.

To my children, Alejandra, Noel Andrés, and Adriel, for being my greatest blessing and for having taught me my ability to love and persevere even more so in difficult times. By teaching me one more time that for them, only God sets the limits.

Introduction

I was born in Managua, the capital of Nicaragua, a country of Central America located between the Pacific Ocean and the Caribbean Sea; known for its spectacular territory with lakes, volcanoes, and beaches. I am the third born after my ten-year-old brother and my two-year-old sister.

Before my arrival to this world, my mother was divorced from my father due to multiple differences, and obviously because of this, she had to raise her three children alone. It was not easy for a woman with an associate’s degree, having all the responsibility for three children in an underdeveloped country with an unfortunate political history: different dictatorships and, therefore, civil wars and very tough economic crises. But despite all this panorama, my two siblings and I—thanks to her efforts—were very happy and managed to graduate as professionals, and then we did additional studies, even in Europe.

We always had a great example at home. A very responsible woman with conservative principles more mother than woman, and with a very firm and disciplined character as well. A clear matriarchy, typical in my country, in which many women have to educate their children alone due to the lack of compliance with the laws that protect women from paternal irresponsibility.

Although I have to confess that despite all my mother’s efforts to raise us as happy as possible, I always missed the father figure. To this day, I would have loved to enjoy an exemplary father, although my older brother and uncles at some point helped fill the void, it was never enough. I always missed him, and to this day, I think I still miss him.

I was a very restless girl, on more than a couple of occasions I got lost, but it was not difficult for them to find me quickly either. A lot of people knew me at the time, so it was very easy for them to find me. I did not understand why I had so much energy until a long time later.

I started my education from an early age in private Catholic schools, extremely disciplined. It is the biggest investment that my mother always proudly gave us. She always told us that education is never forgotten, and it is only lost when God calls us home. We never had a lot of stuff but always had education.

We prayed every day at school and at home and went to mass too almost every day. But in my college age, I decided to take a break; I had prayed so much that I personally considered that God also needed to rest a little from my pleas. Because of this, I received at home multiple scolding for not going to church and fulfilling my assignments as a faithful Catholic.

My mom was scared, and I think she was also disappointed when I first decided to study sociology. She imagined me as a journalist or a lawyer, but I first needed to understand what I wanted to do and be sure of my faith and the training they had given me. My sociology studies took me where I wanted to go.

During my life at the university, I dedicated myself to acquiring objectivity to understand my religion through the studies of theology, philosophy, and different discussions between science and religion. I also needed to understand the society in which I had been born with its multiple and constant changes.

I was only five years old when the war in the eighties hit my country, which I perfectly remember, as it marked my life forever. I promised myself to defend the democracy and freedom of my country without objectivity and, on many occasions, for no reason.

Love for my country, like my love for God and my children, has no limits; and for this reason, I always applied the philosophy that the end