An Independent Independence
/For me, September 15 signifies joy, colors and pride that are accompanied with tequila. Naturally, when I shout “Viva Mexico!” from afar it stirs up a lot of nostalgic feelings, too. In tricolored days like this, I ask myself why I decided to live outside of Mexico. Rational and very personal answers come to mind, but without a doubt, I would make the same choice that I made 14 years ago. I’m really thankful for the city that welcomed me with open arms after leaving Mexico. Regardless, every year, at eleven o clock, the night of September the 15, I miss that piece of my heart that I left in a country where I grew up, absence that reminds me at all times where I'm from and where I come from.
¡Viva México!
