This is what I know about my parents. They spent the next several years trying to forget each other, and me.

Are Latino-Americans white? Black? Other? Illegal aliens from Mars? Or are we the very face of America?

To me, travel is more valuable than any stupid piece of bling money can buy

Our identities are as fluid as our personal experiences are diverse.

Lately, Mami’s eyes have been so dark, I don’t like looking into them because I’m afraid I’ll fall in.

Foisting an identity on people rather than allowing them the freedom and space to create their own is shady.

I have never bought into the idea that blood is thicker than water. Love and respect are meant to be earned from our children, our spouses, our families, and our friends.