As my sunny blue skies turned muggy and cloudy because of the current fires in Northern and Central California, I’ve come to the realization that we cannot ignore this much longer. We, as in the collective WE are not okay. We are so far from okay, we’ve pretty much pitched a tent in fucked up land at this point.
Today is Indigenous People’s Day, and for the first time ever it resonates with me.…
What originally started as simply wanting to highlight the amazing representation of Salvadoran culture, pride, and it’s people. Has now led me to a journey of wanting to know more of our past.
As I ate my slice of cake and started writing this post, I came to the conclusion that somewhere between the first snot filled “I hate you” I must have left my body. I mean how else can I explain my calmness?
That’s the way many of us, who come from households that struggled financially or are First Generation, are raised. We are constantly told that the only way we will ever have anything in life, is by working hard for it