Family

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

So Rosie had her services in Mexico and also in Greenfield. God helped and blessed us to have her in life for 23 years....

My Mother’s Teachings

Sometimes, I think that if I could have wings, I would fly to him.

Wings to Fly High

I cannot stand when people talk about skin color as if that makes them different, and much less in this country where we all come from different nations, which is what makes this country so beautiful – diversity.

Colors Form The Rainbow

Having to be father and mother to my two children, it was not easy. I cried many times, but I also laughed a lot with them

A Single Mother

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To talk about my history, it’s easy to assume that it starts with me. However, I didn’t make myself so my history starts with my parents.

Del Bajío a la Bahía

By then, I had already left school. In my life, there was nothing else except for my home, my work and my children...

A New Woman

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My dream of an education had come true. It took so many years as I was in my 30’s by the time graduation came. Later, I was able to get my M.S. at SF State University – the 1st in my family to graduate from College.

Never Give Up

He used to tell me “I want to share a little bit of my life with you.  I’ve suffered a lot, I saw my mother suffer.”  I said, “You’re repeating what I told you about my life or something like that.” 

My Life