Personal Self, Reflections

An Immigrant’s Journey in Waiting: 17 years and counting…

I was 20-years-old when I first stepped foot on American soil. Metaphorically speaking, of course. This was nearly 17 years ago. Visa Status: F1 Student I was 24-years-old and working full-time on an OPT (Optional Practical Training status). At the end of my “training”, I was “let go” from my full-time job because they found a “qualified”… Read More An Immigrant’s Journey in Waiting: 17 years and counting…

Baby E, Motherhood, Reflections, Uncategorized

What Worried Me/ Worries Me About Raising a Daughter

I wished my daughter into being. I know this. I wanted a girl really, really badly to make my family complete. Not that having another boy would have made my family any less complete, but there is something about having a boy and a girl combo that makes the family dynamic just a little differently special… Read More What Worried Me/ Worries Me About Raising a Daughter