The colors, voices, faces, accents, and flavors of my country are some of the ties that are deeply rooted in me. It doesn’t matter that the minute I open my mouth to speak Spanish I sound like a second-grader, or that I don’t eat tortillas at every meal, nor do I have La Virgen Maria on my wall. Regardless, I am Mexican, and my roots run deeper than those iconic items — it runs through my veins, my values, and my blood. “A tree without roots will fall over.” ~unknown I decided to blog because I ... continue reading...