My daughter has been asking many questions about what it means to be Mexican-American. Both her daddy and I are of Mexican descent, while I’m the only one that was actually born in Mexico. It’s a complicated identity, but we are learning together to be proud of every aspect of who we are. We often discuss history, culture, language, food, and traditional dress. We discuss what it means to belong here in the US but have part of our hearts in the south. It makes my heart so glad to know she is growing into a strong-proud-respectful multi-cultural human.