I arrived in the U.S. on Saturday morning. I spent Three cold days  in  the  refrigerator. Cold Tired Dehydrated Fearful * Later I was processed at Karnes. Doctors Hot food Sleep * My little girl Andrea is barely two years old. She does not know what happened. She is happy. That makes me happy. *... Continue Reading →

I left my homeland because My husband beat me. He would say he loved me But He only wanted to abuse me. * The trip to the U.S. was very difficult. The worst part was the hielera (the cooler). That hurt very much. * My son asked me to leave there. It was very cold.... Continue Reading →

I left my country. Violence Fear Death. God is the breath of life. Without that we have Nothing. I ask to stay in this country. God bless my son. Mother 8-26-15 Ya Me Voy!