Fox News Latino
September 30, 2011
Noted physicist Albert Einstein once said, “There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” I choose the latter.
My mother and father met working in the West Texas fields as young migrant workers. I look back on the days when I was a small boy and played in the field next to the lot where my father and uncles built the small two-bedroom home I grew up in with my seven brothers and sisters. We had no hot running water the entire time I lived at home, no telephone until I was a sophomore in high school.
My mother would wake me before dawn so I could eat scrambled eggs and tortillas with my father before he left for work. As we ate breakfast, she would prepare a modest lunch of beans and tortillas and place them in a brown paper lunch sack. I can still picture my father walking down the street to catch a ride to a construction site – and me running outside and waving goodbye.