“When I came to the U.S. I worked at a factory. It was the only job I could find that didn’t need me to speak English. After a year, my son started to do my taxes and that’s how we figured out that my boss was stealing my money. When I confronted him, he just said “Okay i’ll pay you next time”. But he did it again the next year. I pay my taxes, i’m not here illegally, this shouldn’t be happening. So I called the IRS on him.

At one point I was working three jobs. I only came home to sleep for 3 hours. So my daughter had to be a Mother to my other kids. She once said to me, “You were always there for the others but not for me.” It broke my heart. I didn’t do it on purpose, I just wanted to give them the best I can. 

Now they’re all adults and i’m so proud of who they’ve become. Recently we’ve started going on family trips and it really means a lot to me to be able to spend time with them. Kind of like getting back lost time.”