This is one of the busiest times of years for me and the Chicas Latinas de Sacramento.
At no other time of the year am I THIS surrounded by my culture and I absolutely love it. It enriches my life and makes me feel at home and at peace being a Mexican-American.
Born and raised here, Sacramento is my home, but I was also raised in the Mexican culture. My home can be found in the aromas of boiling beans, the sounds of Cumbia, and growing up thinking “Pinche Gato” was the actual name of my abuelita’s cat. Turns out, I was just a toddler cursing at her grandma’s cat.
It is clear that I come from Latino roots in the way I cook, dance, paint, write, and feel… this is the culture which fills my heart and soul.
I cannot stress enough how much I appreciate the melting-pot that is Sacramento and the passionate Latino community which calls it home – with ease, acceptance, and pride. I don’t have to sacrifice a part of my identity in order to call Sacramento home, instead I am often presented with opportunities to explore it further. This in itself is a blessing. Granted, there is always room for improvement, which I have faith will happen (even if it is with my own hands), but it’s impressive nonetheless.
Yesterday I slaved over a hot-stove making refried beans and Spanish rice (I can still call it slaving even though I made it for myself, right?). Tomorrow I will go Salsa Dancing. Thursday I will work on the Chicas’ Dia de los Muertos altar. Saturday I will celebrate Grito de Dolores and Sunday, Dia de la Independencia. Monday I will return to my computer and the Chicas Latinas de Sacramento… turning my focus to Hispanic Heritage Month.
I am at home in Sacramento, embracing my culture, and most importantly – doing my part to share and keep it alive for future generations to come.
Ah… I love this time of year ❤