Hispanic Heritage Month

I think people have tried to define me a lot in my life, but I've definitely grown into myself. My lineage is indigenous. I'm very much like a free spirit. 100% black, 100% Latina. I'm Sancocho in the summertime. It doesn't really make sense, but it feels good. This is a love letter to our beautiful community. Show the world what you are made of. I am made of my last name and my heritage. They're the reason I am who I am. My mom and my grandma. I am made of strength. Joy. And compassion. The resilience of my ancestors. That make me feel like anything is possible. People who don't try to change me in any way. Race, color, shape, size. Thank you for being you. What are you made of?