Why do I care about immigrants' rights so much? For two reasons. First, many of my family members fled to the US after Castro took power in Cuba. They left everything behind, not because they dreamed of stealing jobs from Americans, but because their safety, freedom and livelihoods were challenged, threatened, destroyed. My great aunt spent years in a Cuban prison after her fiancé turned her in for providing medical supplies to anti-Castro dissidents. Yet, America welcomed her. I wonder what her journey to the US would have been like today. How I can forget the stories about my family's journey as new waves of people come seeking the safety and freedoms of America. Why was it ok for my relatives to come here and not for other people?
Second, my husband is an immigrant to the US. He came here from Spain, he is a professional with multiple advanced degrees and no criminal record, and yet our path through the immigration process has been nightmarish. We have been treated rudely, laughed at and misunderstood on multiple occasions. The process is expensive, confusing and appears to be getting worse. Going through this process has allowed me to understand all the more why some people believe they have no choice but to come here illegally. I empathize with them. I pray for them. This is not a political issue, it's a human one. #whyicare #ireallycare #immigrantsrights