Hello @pipokur67,
A moving story, an age-old story. From time immemorial people have left homes to seek opportunity. There is a wrenching from loved ones, and loved places, that is often overlooked before the departure. But then the sense of loss sets in. You describe this process very touchingly.
In these few sentences you capture the rapid transition from a traditional life to a more 'modern' existence:
After almost ten hours of rough roads, they entered an asphalt road, straight, wide in some areas and very narrow in others, which made them go faster.Behind them was the silhouette of the blue-gray mountains, dwarfed by the distance, the signs of progress appeared on the road, there were oil derricks, more and more of them.
It's a great section. A great story. Thank you for sharing it on Ink Well.
Thank you @agmoore, for your comment, I am delighted that you liked it.
In this story I wanted to highlight just that, leaving the home of origin, in search of new horizons, founding a new home.