Family

I did not see that the mirrors lining that room held another side, a side of my family’s story that we pretended not to see.

Que Lio (What a Mess)

I was 8 years old when my dad tried to explain to me that I couldn’t get a driver’s license. The subject came up when I told him “I couldn’t wait to drive!” He then proceeded to tell me why.

Beginning to Understand

My family was going through financial and emotional difficulties due to the unspoken illness my mom had been keeping from us. The only solution my mom knew to feed us, was to rekindle the relationship with the man who fathered some of her children.

More Human Than My Father

I grew up with parents who had the strongest hands I’ve ever seen. I thought I’d get their genes easily…

The Girl Who Could

I have been through difficult times in my life, but along with my husband and son, we have been able to overcome everything thanks to the great love there is between us.

Dreams Do Come True

She gave me a room, bed and everything; with a blanket and everything. And then she got us a job in the strawberry fields. It was very hard. We had never worked in the fields, my husband and me. But we never chickened out. We worked.

Oppressed Heart

I was born in Los Angeles, CA. My mom was an undocumented immigrant. When I was one year old, she took me to Jalisco, Mexico. I grew up there.

When I Immigrated to the USA