This made me tear up. This is such a beautiful story and is ever so breathtaking to read. Before moving to Missouri at the age of 14, I lived in New Mexico, right by the border and before that I lived in Yuma, Arizona. My mother worked as a NICU nurse and treated many pre-term babies born from immigrant parents. She gave her all to help save the lives of babies born in America, and witnessed mothers and families fleeing from climate change, personal safety, and economic instability. I'll never forget my mother coming home after stressful days at work and explaining to me how important it is to stand up against the harmful views by the Republican Party on immigrants and the border. America was built on immigration. What is happening now is extremely sickening and heartbreaking for millions of immigrants residing in the U.S.
What courage it must take to share your intimate life experiences with people that you don’t know and can’t be sure you can trust! I admire you and your husband for everything you are trying to do for our state and country. I wish everyone could appreciate your efforts; character; integrity and selflessness!
I wish you both much happiness, success and above all, an abundance of strength!
Wow...that's an impressive story! It's no wonder that the two of you are such good partners, as you've both seen a lot of struggle in your lives. Your courage and determination are an inspiration to those who need to feel hope!
Simply put, we are all immigrants and we all have stories of struggle, love, unity, vulnerability and success. That's the point. We are all different, but all the same.
Wonderful story about resilience and the meaning of hope. I am first generation in my family and so proud of my ancestry and the heart wrenching experiences they had as immigrants. Thanks you for talking about your life story in the substack. Keep safe and healthy
I have a post in the works about the power of story telling. Thanks for giving me the perfect example to use to illustrate those concepts and the power.
All I can say is: ditto to the comments below. This is such a moving story, a tribute to your family and an inspiration. When will we learn to nourish our humanity and teach those who don’t have any how and where to find it? We don’t have forever…….
Thank you for your courage in sharing your story . I’m an immigrant too . I came to the US to work as a nurse . I was very lucky to have a profession where I could work wherever I was living . I am white , and when my children were growing , I always explained to them about racism and discrimination . I told them that simply because I happened to grow up white , I was able to move through life without problems . Right now it is very disturbing to hear the administration speak of immigrants as if they were less than . I respect you , I respect your family , your story and your courage to persist in face of almost insurmountable odds . I admire your husband and I respect all his very hard work for all of us . Thank you both from my heart , which is breaking for you and all the people undergoing the current persecution .
Although I am not an immigrant, I am the grandchild of many immigrants--the Germans in the late 1880s, the Irish in the 1860s, and the English/Scottish in the 1600s. I can remember my mother (1908-1994) telling stories about signs in windows that read, "Irish need not apply." There is no White person in this country who has not descended from immigrants, excepting only those who are White immigrants themselves. I saw with my own eyes how hard-working and honest were the Hispanic immigrants and children of Hispanic immigrants who lived in Passaic County New Jersey around the turn of the 21st Century and it makes me cringe to hear these people villified by ignorant politicians. I celebrate them and their desire to become Americans and make a better life for their children, just as my German/Irish/Scottish/English ancestors did themselves. May this time of trouble for immigrants pass without this country losing the very life blood we need to grow as a democratic country. And thank you so much for sharing your story!
Even the First Nations in the Americas came here from somewhere else, likely the lost lands of Berengia between what's now Siberia and Alaska. When natural, cyclic, slower climate change came around thousands of years ago and sea-level rise started taking everything, they ultimately, probably, had to make choices: go back west, back home to Asia again, or go on east into an undiscovered country.
This has always literally been a land of immigrants. :)
My paternal family arrived here in the form of two brothers from Ireland in the 1680s. They were facing sedition charges by the British but were offered to come to the colonies as indentured servants for the Virginia Company. Over time, the bunch spread over the land eventually arriving in the Missouri Territory and settling in the Chariton River bottoms. A note from my great, great, great Grandfather humorously told that they had no problems living near the "Indians" with the exception that they burned off areas all the time. Quakers, they were and lived and let live.
How rural Missouri devolved into this perverse state will always perplex me.
Sadly, the Missouri Compromise probably didn't help...had they been one of the seven Confederate states...? :( (looking up...ah; nope, but it was possibly a close thing? Couldn't've been easy for them)
I really think the American Civil War (vs. the English Civil War, vs. the French Civil War/Revolution, vs....) ought to be renamed the Slave-holders' Rebellion (or maybe Pout), as others have suggested. X-P
Thank you Marilyn and Lucas for sharing your stories. Humanity and courage will get us through these difficult days.
This made me tear up. This is such a beautiful story and is ever so breathtaking to read. Before moving to Missouri at the age of 14, I lived in New Mexico, right by the border and before that I lived in Yuma, Arizona. My mother worked as a NICU nurse and treated many pre-term babies born from immigrant parents. She gave her all to help save the lives of babies born in America, and witnessed mothers and families fleeing from climate change, personal safety, and economic instability. I'll never forget my mother coming home after stressful days at work and explaining to me how important it is to stand up against the harmful views by the Republican Party on immigrants and the border. America was built on immigration. What is happening now is extremely sickening and heartbreaking for millions of immigrants residing in the U.S.
Beautiful, thank you both for who you are. You are each an inspiration💜🌊
What courage it must take to share your intimate life experiences with people that you don’t know and can’t be sure you can trust! I admire you and your husband for everything you are trying to do for our state and country. I wish everyone could appreciate your efforts; character; integrity and selflessness!
I wish you both much happiness, success and above all, an abundance of strength!
Wow...that's an impressive story! It's no wonder that the two of you are such good partners, as you've both seen a lot of struggle in your lives. Your courage and determination are an inspiration to those who need to feel hope!
I can't make a sensible comment yet...this is too touching. Thank you for sharing.
Simply put, we are all immigrants and we all have stories of struggle, love, unity, vulnerability and success. That's the point. We are all different, but all the same.
Wonderful story about resilience and the meaning of hope. I am first generation in my family and so proud of my ancestry and the heart wrenching experiences they had as immigrants. Thanks you for talking about your life story in the substack. Keep safe and healthy
Thank you so much for sharing your story. My mother is an immigrant, and on my father's side his grandparents were all immigrants. We all belong here.
I have a post in the works about the power of story telling. Thanks for giving me the perfect example to use to illustrate those concepts and the power.
Bless your lovely and your family.
Lovely!
All I can say is: ditto to the comments below. This is such a moving story, a tribute to your family and an inspiration. When will we learn to nourish our humanity and teach those who don’t have any how and where to find it? We don’t have forever…….
Thank you for your courage in sharing your story . I’m an immigrant too . I came to the US to work as a nurse . I was very lucky to have a profession where I could work wherever I was living . I am white , and when my children were growing , I always explained to them about racism and discrimination . I told them that simply because I happened to grow up white , I was able to move through life without problems . Right now it is very disturbing to hear the administration speak of immigrants as if they were less than . I respect you , I respect your family , your story and your courage to persist in face of almost insurmountable odds . I admire your husband and I respect all his very hard work for all of us . Thank you both from my heart , which is breaking for you and all the people undergoing the current persecution .
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Although I am not an immigrant, I am the grandchild of many immigrants--the Germans in the late 1880s, the Irish in the 1860s, and the English/Scottish in the 1600s. I can remember my mother (1908-1994) telling stories about signs in windows that read, "Irish need not apply." There is no White person in this country who has not descended from immigrants, excepting only those who are White immigrants themselves. I saw with my own eyes how hard-working and honest were the Hispanic immigrants and children of Hispanic immigrants who lived in Passaic County New Jersey around the turn of the 21st Century and it makes me cringe to hear these people villified by ignorant politicians. I celebrate them and their desire to become Americans and make a better life for their children, just as my German/Irish/Scottish/English ancestors did themselves. May this time of trouble for immigrants pass without this country losing the very life blood we need to grow as a democratic country. And thank you so much for sharing your story!
Even the First Nations in the Americas came here from somewhere else, likely the lost lands of Berengia between what's now Siberia and Alaska. When natural, cyclic, slower climate change came around thousands of years ago and sea-level rise started taking everything, they ultimately, probably, had to make choices: go back west, back home to Asia again, or go on east into an undiscovered country.
This has always literally been a land of immigrants. :)
My paternal family arrived here in the form of two brothers from Ireland in the 1680s. They were facing sedition charges by the British but were offered to come to the colonies as indentured servants for the Virginia Company. Over time, the bunch spread over the land eventually arriving in the Missouri Territory and settling in the Chariton River bottoms. A note from my great, great, great Grandfather humorously told that they had no problems living near the "Indians" with the exception that they burned off areas all the time. Quakers, they were and lived and let live.
How rural Missouri devolved into this perverse state will always perplex me.
Sadly, the Missouri Compromise probably didn't help...had they been one of the seven Confederate states...? :( (looking up...ah; nope, but it was possibly a close thing? Couldn't've been easy for them)
I really think the American Civil War (vs. the English Civil War, vs. the French Civil War/Revolution, vs....) ought to be renamed the Slave-holders' Rebellion (or maybe Pout), as others have suggested. X-P