As I continued to read the novel Breath, Eyes, Memory by Edwidge Danticat I began to admire the relationship with Tante Atie and Sophie. I found it interesting that although Tante Atie was Sophie’s aunt, they had a connection like a mother and daughter. It quickly went from Tante Atie having Sophie, to Sophie’s mother now having her. It was weird to me, the transition because Tante Atie has been rasing Sophie since she was a little baby until her now, and all of a sudden the mother is ready for her. I found it odd, because although Sophie’s mom is in fact her mother, I considered Tante Atie to have much more value. Then as I further thought about Sophie finally leaving Tante Atie in Hati to live with her mother in Port Au Prince then NYC it was for Sophies own good in a way. And then I further realized that things like happens  all of the time. For example, many of my uncles and aunts were still in Guyana when they were little kids while my Grandma was in NY trying to make a living for them so when they finally do come to America they won’t suffer. And I really only thought about how something like that can be depicted onto someone.