05/30/2026
Some days I sit and wonder how my three babies continue to wake up every morning carrying such heavy emotions at such a young age, yet still somehow find a reason to smile, laugh, hug me, and keep going. Watching your children suffer because their father is missing from home is a pain I would never wish on anyone. There are tears, questions I don’t always know how to answer, sleepless nights, and moments where the silence in this house feels unbearable.�But if there is one thing this journey has shown me, it’s how incredibly strong my children are. They are hurting, yet they continue to love so deeply. They continue to pray. They continue to believe their dad is coming home. And because of them, I will never stop fighting.�No matter how exhausting this process becomes, no matter how mentally, emotionally, or financially draining immigration detention has been on our family, I refuse to give up. My children deserve their father. They deserve peace, stability, laughter at the dinner table, bedtime hugs from both parents, and the chance to grow up without this fear hanging over them.�Everything I do is for them. Every call, every court update, every tear, every prayer, every sleepless night — it is all for my babies and for the man they love so much.�To my children: I hope one day you look back and realize your mom never stopped fighting for your family, not even on the hardest days. You three are the reason I keep standing when life tries to break me.�And to every family going through immigration detention right now — I see your pain, and I pray your loved ones make it home safely too. 🤍