I stand on the shoulders of two people that worked with the circumstances they were given to provide opportunities for their children.

At The End of The Day

I celebrate having my history exist outside the borders of the country I live in.

A Strange Feeling

Saw on classroom wall “without a struggle there can be no progress”


Nana’s house was my sanctuary and a sea filled with many loving memories. Her roses in the backyard gave life to the hummingbirds who would stop by and the blackberry tree gave all the grandchildren a mountain to climb.

345 Wooster Avenue

I want her to be respectful, proud, to advocate for herself, to know where she comes from, to be a good person, to practice empathy, and the list goes on, right…

Mamá (Mother)