I’m beginning to warm up to the idea that a home is ever changing and it’s a feeling you create. Home is where the people you love are. I travel to meet my loved ones in foreign countries, I am home. I see someone I haven’t seen in years in a store, we catch up, I am home. A home is not complete if the place you are in is not filled with love.
Why do white Latino think because they speak Spanish they are not white