A Table

Relationship: Child of im/migrant

Since I can remember, I have always looked up to my older sister. She wasn't just a sister to me, she was my friend. She was my first friend that I've ever had. Family is something that we truly value at my house. Every holiday, birthday, important milestone etc. is spent together. I have 3 siblings and I am the second oldest. I appreciate being able to come home and having dinner at the table with everyone. The table a key place in my house. We share so many memories, laughs, and conversations on the table. My mom always gets irritated with us because we talk and laugh more than we are eating. As we are growing up, it is getting harder to have these moments. 3 out of my mom's 4 children are out of the house. We are starting our own lives and it can be hard to get us all in the same room now. When my parents finally settled in the U.S. in 1994, they were far away from home. My mom didn't have that time with her brothers and sisters anymore. For both my parents, having dinner at the table together is a special moment. They want us to be together and value this share time together. Every moment we get together is a moment we have for each other. Although my sister is in a different state, she will always be one of my greatest friends and my family will always have a table at home to reunite us all together. 

Place(s): Santa Ana, CA
Year: 1994

– Chelsea Amezcua

Relationship:  Child of im/migrant Child of im/migrant