Hard Working Hands

Relationship: Child of im/migrant
Hard working hands of loving parents
Hard working hands of loving parents

Both my parents are very hardworking, my mom was 15 and my dad was 19 at the time they got married. My dad decided to come to the United States to work to be able to provide for his family and left my mom behind in Mexico with my three older brothers. My dad traveled back and forth, during la temporada del trabajo he would work for about 8 months and the three remaining months he would go back to Mexico to be with his family. About 14 years passed and my mom made the decision to go to the United States to have her family back together. My family established themselves in a small town. A couple years later I was born and I grew up in a loving family. Ever since I could remember there was never a day that my parents missed a day of work. My dad has always worked in the fields and I remember him getting at 4:30 in the morning to get ready for work and get home at 5:30 P.M. and he still does this. My mom has worked in housekeeping most of the time in hotels. I'm a product of hard working parents who wanted a better life for their family and themselves. I am forever grateful and one day I hope to put their hard working hands at rest and provide for them how they did for me. 

Place(s): Mexico and United States of America

– Daisy Ceja-Vera

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