I used to dream of [adoption]. Having a mom and dad, siblings to play with, a dog. But when I hit twelve, I realized that I was getting old and adoption probably would never happen for me.
Foster care is supposed to be just until you can move to a more permanent, safe and caring home. But for some kids, their stay in the system can anything but temporary.
Pupusas, Salvadorian tamales. Oxtail soup. These brought me closer to my culture.
Thankfully, family, tradition, culture, and language don’t just evaporate. They’re just below the surface, waiting to be rediscovered.
The Mien community is small and our traditions can easily be lost.
Being born into a family business is kind of like being born into the mafia. You are brought up knowing that one day you will have to fulfill a predetermined destiny.
Thanksgiving, a week from yesterday, is right around the corner. With it, come promises of good food and family meals.…
Eating the same thing over and over sounds pretty boring, right? But when it comes to the Thanksgiving menu, I am not a fan of change.
My aunt was the person I clung to on my first day of kindergarten. Growing up, she was like my third parent.