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.
Growth
I left my little ones in Mexico when I came. I used to cry a lot for leaving my children...
My Story from Mexico to the USA
I would go to school, come back and do my homework and go outside and play with my friends. It felt so good! I loved my life at that moment. It was like if a big weight was off my shoulders.
In Every Storm There’s a Calm
I only went to the hospital and back to the house. A week later and I’m making his lunches, doing everything I can.
Méndez
Working in the fields will always be one of the best experiences and lessons of my life, as I was always someone who thought (and said) that I would never work doing this.
Strength
When electric lighting reached the community, and there was clean drinking water and TV, all the families began to grow apart and isolated.
The Beautiful Chelincito
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
1 Have you ever felt like you’re alone in a boat at sea? Have you ever wondered if it’s really worth continuing to fight for your dreams, in spite of all the obstacles?
Why I Fight?
My sister said, “You were chosen for a reason. Believe in yourself.”
Teniendo una voz propia (Having My Own Voice)
I, was the connection to mother and daughter separated by borders, laws, documents and time.