Proyecto Mis Raíces: Support Us to Continue Defying Borders

I often find it difficult to put my story into words, especially in sharing the part of my life as an undocumented woman living in the U.S. At times, there is a visceral fear of the unknown, or a nostalgia of a time and a place you barely remember now. And, perhaps most commonly, feeling like you are missing out on significant life experiences-- on what could be If...

Growing up undocumented is not easy. Becoming an adult while undocumented is not any easier. I realize I have been able to access many amazing opportunities because of caring and generous folks I have met along the way, because I live in Chicago (a more liberal city than others), and because of the endless sacrifices of my parents. It is because of all the aforementioned reasons (and a little bit of luck) as to why I have been able to go to school and graduate with a Bachelor’s in Sociology and Latino/Latina Studies. But most importantly, I have been able to empower myself in order to be able to pave the way for future generations.