can someone check my grammar and verb tenses before I submit this essay.

I had tried to call him three times on his phone just to let him know that I arrived safely here in Detroit and I was just waiting for my connecting flight, but there was nothing. All my call keeps getting dropped. I decided to wait for 30 minutes, just sat down and rest. Right now, I feel so isolated, no one to talked to and unsure of what to happen next.
After twenty-five hours of waiting, two more hours and I will see Timothy again. All went well, although I was a bit nervous on the immigration interview. I was asked with a few questions based on the visa packet they handed out while I was in the plane. I thought I would be scrutinized with awkward personal queries but everything went well. The hard part was what happened before my flight. Goodbyes are always been difficult to say, especially to my family. After thirty-two years of my life being with them, it was never easy to say farewell. When I said my goodbye to Auntie Lina, who was liked a second mother to me, she smiled, hugged me and then cried. Nanay and my two older brothers were very quiet. They accompanied me at the Philippine airport, but while inside the car, it seems that no one wants to neither talk nor break the silence. Although I sensed the sadness, especially from my mom, she just grasped my hand, holding it and not letting go after the time that I had to go in the departure entrance. Finally, she broke her silence, gave me a hugged and just said " take care of yourself always". Just a few words but it meant a lot to me. They all kissed me on the forehead and said take care as their parting words. There were too much unexpressed worries.
Detroit was my port of entry, before my last flight to Florida. I know I am here in the US but I don't feel thrilled. There's probably something wrong with me. I should be ecstatic because of this opportunity and yet here I am, feeling nothing. Everything seems the same, the place and the people who I see. I am not really looking forward being in this country, but I need to, for my future. Timothy and I will get married a month from now, July 11, 2009. The thought of being married and starting a family was the only reason that excites me. But at the back of my mind, I am scared. What will my future be? What will I be like as a wife and as a woman? I'm hoping I won't lose myself.