My mom immigrated from the Philippines to the US with her family in 1960 when she was just 3 years old. She and her parents and siblings were naturalized because her father (my lolo) worked as a steward for the US military.
If it weren’t for their ability to follow their dreams of a better life for themselves and their family, I would not be alive. That’s why I care about true immigration reform that creates a path to citizenship for Dreamers and their families. These Dreamers are our friends, our neighbors, and I know many Dreamers personally who are like family to me.
I was alone in a hotel room when I first saw the news that the President was rescinding DACA. I was immediately struck with a combination of fear and anger and anxiety. I put the tv on mute and did what I do, I wrote a song — it was completely in the moment, as if it came to me out of necessity.
This is a crucial time in history where we’re asking ourselves who we are as individuals and as Americans. I want to look back 30 years from now and know I was on the right side of history, taking a stand as an ally for dreamers.