Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. It's a day when I think about how fortunate I am to have been born to brave parents who immigrated to the U.S. and worked away their youth to provide for our family. Every day I feel blessed for the opportunities I've had because of their sacrifice and the endless possibilities available to their grandchildren.

My parents came to this country with a basic education – lucky to read and write. They managed to find the kinds of jobs that wear the human body down with aches and pains. They never complained , they never missed work , we always had a place to live and food on the table. As we assimilated into American culture, we learned about holidays from school, television and neighbors. A woman named Pina explained Thanksgiving to my mom and taught her how to cook a turkey. To this day, we talk about Pina and the valuable lessons she shared with our family about how to be American , especially on holidays. Although my dad prefers real Mexican food, he has come to accept the traditional Thanksgiving menu with a side of jalap eño s.

Today I count many things to be grateful for including the working hands of my parents , the school teachers who guided me, the mentor who helped me through college, the friends who have made me laugh when I wanted to cry, the husband who never doubts that I know what I’m doing, and my amazingly kind children who make me proud every single day.

May you all have the good fortune of living an imperfect , complicated and active life.

Happy Thanksgiving.
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