I'm doing it. What I went to school for. What my family has fought for. What my husband and I stand for. What my grandmother the "Pachuca" has worked for. What we have moved for. Oh my God. I'm doing it. I feel that I sometimes lose touch with my "Chicano" movement roots. My job is not a bastion for such ideology. But as I sit at my computer I have finally realized.... I'm doing it. I'm making a difference. I'm helping people. I can't stop crying.