Journey of the Journey

I haven't yet finished the book, but there is no lack of emotional situations depicted by the author. I find it almost unbelievable, the contrast between the good and the evil experienced by Enrique and many other migrants trying to enter the United States. It seems, at least up to the point which I have read, that the people these migrants encounter along the way are either saints or demons, for lack of better terms. The contrast is startling- there is Olga, the lady that voluntarily devotes what is portrayed as her entire life, to caring for migrants injured along their journey- an endeavor for which she receives no stipend. What elicits the use of the term saint in refernce to this lady, is the fact that this is never a concern, or even a consideration; rather, she feels she is merely performing the work of one of God's people. The hope and encouragement she instills in her patients is truly touching, and I found this part of the book to embody its overall potential- to move one. Indeed, the story of Enrique and any migrant for that matter portrayed in this book is truly moving, as its 'stories' are demonstrative of the entire spectrum of human potential- from the most deplorable, to the most benevolent. It amazes me the life thus experienced by many of these migrants as they navigate this landscape of extremes- of the good and the evil. Whereas one person will give away a last scrap of food, another will take one's last scrap away. The range is unsettling at the least. I am interested to read on, though I find myself not necessarily waiting to see if Enrique will unite with his mother; rather, I am content to read about these trials and tribulations...