She, my mother, knew that mothers cannot do it on their own; that they need to form armies of shared parenting; that love has to be shared between the children of the earth; and that love we share is involved in the care of every human being.
Family
10 Wrapped up like a little tamale, we go to my dear friend Mariana’s house. Four months later we have the court date to make Paloma legally mine.
Her+Story+Before
I supported them, modestly, but I did make sure they had a good education in life and I feel proud of that, because I was, as people say, a single mother twice.
Working For My Family
1 We will never know. Just God knows.
A Great Childhood
1 I remember my grandmother was strong. It was difficult for her to show her feelings since she had participated in the revolution. She had fifteen kids. Of those, most died of hunger and she was left with four.
Pinch of Love
“My Zapotec Goddess”: the woman who gave me life. Thanks to her effort, her struggles and sacrifices I am who I am.
A Zapotec Son
You must not think of us—human beings fleeing violence—as a nuisance.
The Butterflies Have Abandoned El Salvador
We arrived in 1983 with four children and six suitcases.
We came legally with papers and everything but despite this, life was completely different. We had left friends, jobs, homes. I left my elderly mother. All this created enormous nostalgia for our community.
The Little Butterfly
So Guatemala called my mom. Guatemala happened. So they call her saying your dad is dying
The Big Story
I wanted to see my daughter and she wanted to see me, it had been years since we’d seen each other. Seeing the mountains frightened me and I’d say it made me think about all the remains, the bones of all who had died, and I’d get a little scared but then I’d begin again.