So, to all those who've been told "you're not Latin@ enough"...
To those who've been made to feel less than because their Spanish isn't perfect...
...or because they don't speak Spanish at all.
Your identity is yours to own.
You can tick multiple boxes...
...Or do away with boxes completely.
You can speak English, Spanish, Portuguese, Quechua, high school French, and a healthy dose of Spanglish...
Because no matter what language you dream in...
To the recently arrived (welcome), to the third-generation kids, to those whose parents were born on different soil...
No matter the shade of your skin...
No matter if you grew up in the American Midwest or just outside Machu Picchu, a tiny studio in Manhattan or a high-rise in Mexico City....
If your father lights candles on eight dark nights and your mother serves lechón for Nochebuena...
If you keep a rosary at your bedside, azabache at your breast, and a question on your mind...
You are what it means to be Latin@.
You are (more than) enough.