“Family means putting your arms around each other and being there…” -Barbara Bush
In Spanish today, we were watching a movie about a family that got separated by the Mexican border. A nine year old boy who lives in Mexico and his mother who lives in Los Angeles have been separated for four years. This reminded me of my own family and how important they are to me. This made me realize how alone I would be if I didn’t have my family, my biggest supporters, there with me when I need them. Who would I talk to when I feel down? Who would be there to tell me good night or good morning?