Heiddy Rocha

All the little things

It’s the little things that add up to big things. My first relationship as an adult started with a little smile, followed by a little conversation. Seven years of little encounters later we found ourselves engaged and grappling with not so little problems. After our engagement, I moved to the small island in the Caribbean where we both grew up to help take care of his elderly grandparents while he pursued a Master’s degree. Two months after my relocation, his grandmother was placed in a hospice and shortly after his grandfather died. My fiancé began to unravel by drinking a little at first, followed by, a little gambling, a little partying, and consuming a little drugs.