To My Love: Letters Home To my Mamá:             Hello Mother.             I hope you are very well.             I want so badly for us             to be together soon.             I love you.             You are the best mother                         in the world.             I pray God blesses you.                         Today.            ... Continue Reading →

Quien Soy? (Who Am I?) Art/Reflection I have two babies. They are my motivation for seeking asylum. I had a bad childhood.             I suffered much. My mother was gone all day. She worked to pay for food and shelter. She left me with her friend.             He sexually abused me.             I was seven.... Continue Reading →

Art reflection: Who Am I? First and Foremost:             I am a mother. I name this first because             it matters most. Marcia is important!             She is my daughter. * I grew up without a mother. She abandoned me             and my four siblings. I learned how important it is to have a mother... Continue Reading →

Art reflection on the theme: Who Am I? I am a single mother. I am a Honduran. I love my daughter very much. She is my inspiration. * I want her to reach her dream. She wants to be a teacher. My goal in coming to this country             to help her struggle to reach... Continue Reading →

It was very sad. We suffered so much. The hielera was horrible. So very cold. No blankets. We didn’t bathe. We didn’t even brush our teeth. It’s a horrible place. Horrible. Everyone was crowded small, cramped, tight very cold It’s a horrible place. We suffered much in the hielera. Father, October 25, 2018 Our Arrival... Continue Reading →

I miss my pets my friends my neighbors my sister. I do not miss the people who are bad the people that hurt my mother. 7-year-old boy, March 10, 2015 Memories from Home

In our country there is no security. There are many problems. Insecurity. Delinquency. Each day is worse. * Since the loss of my brother the brother of my heart I lost part of my life. When he was no longer with us no longer part of my life everything changed. * Everything changed. I lost... Continue Reading →

I have much fear of returning to my country. They kill without pity. I cannot do anything there to protect my children. There is so much gun fighting. If they like you they do not kill you. Otherwise they kill you. There is so much violence. I left because the evil man wants to kill... Continue Reading →

Fear was behind my decision to leave my country to protect my son to protect myself. * He assaulted me. He caused me much medical. He threatened to kill me. He threatened to kill my son. * I knew the walk would be difficult but I had more fear to remain in my country. The... Continue Reading →