I left my little ones in Mexico when I came. I used to cry a lot for leaving my children...
Journeys
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
I came to this country because I lived a life of domestic violence with my husband. I crossed the mountains along with my 1-year-old daughter and I survived.
Handcrafted in Morelos
...I am a fighter, a woman who likes to help other women, especially farmworker women who need to know about their rights, and become a bridge that helps enforce their social, economic, political and human rights.
My Life Through My Arrival
I, was the connection to mother and daughter separated by borders, laws, documents and time.
Ceiba
My mom’s house was three blocks away. I went outside and I could see two children running in the middle of the street barefoot. They didn’t stop until they got to the house. They embraced me crying and saying, “Mom, mommy, you came back! We missed you so much, mom.”
Fighting For My Children
(This is the second of a three-part series of stories.) We were told to divide into two groups. In each group there were twenty-five of us and we were to walk just a day and a night. So I chose to do it again and we left. We would stop […]
The Second Time
You must not think of us—human beings fleeing violence—as a nuisance.
The Butterflies Have Abandoned El Salvador
I started with a job that I never in my life imagined I’d be working. Because I had only worked in offices, right? They were good jobs and well here I clean houses. Very different from what I used to do....
The Decision
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.