It Doesn't Bother Me At

My Mother Never Let On That Anything Was Wrong. She Kept Her Chin Up And Acted As If Everything Were Just Fine. So We Did Too.

Thank You For Accepting Me As I Am, With My Virtues And Defects.

I Realized Going Back And Writing And Explaining In Details The Difficulties I Had Lived Actually Became Emotional Again. It's Like Therapy But Sometimes Therapy Can Be Painful. But It's Part Of Life And Part Of The Autobiography So I'll Have To Finish It Sooner Or Later.

Whenever I Took A Step Forward, It Seemed As Though Life Was Pushing Me Five Steps Back.

If I Had The Opportunity To Speak To A Young Immigrant Girl That Just Arrived To The U.s. The Advice I Would Have For Her Would Be: Ask, Speak, Search; Because There Are Opportunities Out There. And, Know That You Aren't The Only Immigrant Or The Last To Come To This Country. Many That Have Come Before You Have Succeeded. It Is Possible.