It’s been a whirlwind of a summer, between goodbyes, see you later’s and the final deep breath I took once I left the city where I spent the last 20 years of my life. I never thought I’d actually move to New York City, yet here I am!
Going back to school has been one of my dreams for over 10 years, but living as an undocumented person made everything a lot more complicated. Telling my education story is very taxing to my soul because there was so much heartbreak involved, and I’m sure one day I’ll tell it, but today I am staying in this moment.
I am sitting with gratitude as today comes to an end. Gratitude to Mystery, and to my family and my community because I cannot begin to write how they got me here today without writing a book.
I know I walk these sacred halls with deep curiosity and responsibility. As I learn I hope to bring you along for the ride.
Thank you for always reading my ramblings. And if you feel so inclined, please send all the good vibes and prayers my way. I know I will need them.
P.S To be honest, my friend Jake and I cheated and took this picture yesterday, but who has time to take a cute posed picture on the first day of school?
I'm soooooo excited for you, friend. I hope this next step on your journey is so healing and joyful. Love you!! xx
“I don’t dream of labor” on your sign 🪧 has seriously been echoing in my mind. It’s messing me up in good ways. Like...why dream of laboring? I’m imagining another way and wishing it were true for so many I love.