Saturday, May 15, 2010

The worst day of my life: my mom gets arrested and DREAM family passes on


“Las Tres Muertes,” the three deaths. Ofelia Esparza says that in life we all go through three stages of death: the day we die, the day we are buried and the day we are forgotten. She said that the worst death a person could go through is dying and not being remembered for who they were and how they lived." 

I think today might possibly be the worst day I have ever faced in my entire life time. And I'm not being dramatic. Earlier in the day, my mom was arrested by local police because she sells tamales. She's a street vendor. She and my aunt have established their spot and tamales for the last two decades. People know them and love them, that's why they've been able to sell for more than 20 years. Even when my mom moved away for two years, people would ask me about her and joked that they missed her tamales. When she finally did return to her spot, everyone came back, as if she was never gone.

At the same time, I got home after work today only to find out through twitter and facebook that Tam Tran and Cinthya Felix have made the transition into the next life. I wanted to believe that it was another Tam, not the one I knew. But as I kept reading more and more it started to sink in that it was her. The Tam that inspired me to do the work I do for the DREAM Act. The same Tam that I first heard about doing all these amazing things with all the other UCLA IDEAS folks way back in the day. They inspired me to continue on and fight. I met Tam a few times, I told her about my blog and she said she would check it out. I was star struck the first time I met her. I was like, "It's Tam !!." It's a sick joke that they died in a car accident.


Even with all my understanding of life and death, we are all human and we all make connections with each other. When those ties are broken, it's only natural to mourn. Sometimes I think that people are so conditioned to mourn, that we forget that death is only the beginning of life. I know that there are others worlds beyond this one. I have ancestors watching over me every day, guiding my life and protecting me from harm. I believe in them and trust them. I will focus my energy and prayers to all of my friends he knew Tam on a sister level. She touched and inspired hundreds of lives. No one can replace her. For the entire day all I have felt within my body is powerlessness. Powerless to help my mom while she was in jail for a few hours, and powerless to help my friends who are going through something that I would never wish on my worst enemy. I'm skipping work Monday to go to UCLA and be there with everyone. I may not be able to call Tam and Cynthia family, they were DREAM family and that is nothing that can ever be broken by anyone or thing. Till we meet in the next life.   


A Dream Deferred. from Jeesoo Park on Vimeo.

10 comments:

"Tourde Dreams: 2009 said...

this is amazing !!!!!!! we are all a DREAM FAmily

Anonymous said...

In the vast part of this country, we prefer NOT to have grubby taco rollers and hot dog carts selling questionable foodstuffs on street corners. This is yet another part of your "culture" that civilized society doesn't want or need any more than we need undocumented agitators traveling around the nation at will.

El Random Hero said...

You are funny. You don't know better and your ignorance blinds you. But thank you for spreading your hate on my blog. I've always wondered if I'm talking to myself or if people actually read my stuff. Since you're reading it, that means I won.

donbookpaint said...

REALLY like your blog, keep on doing it! it's folks like you who make the word "American" have the meaning it does

Anonymous said...

What did you win? People, myself included may empathize with your self-inflicted plight but not so much when pointing out facts of the matter is met with baseless and unfounded accusations of ignorance and hate What about the race card? Not your usual impertinent self today?

El Random Hero said...

the race card is only to be used in case of an emergency. (Break Glass Here) I use my ghetto pass before I use a race card. That being said, whenever someone reads and comments, I win because I must be doing something right if you are voicing your opinion. I just choose to ignore it and substitute it with my own. As I read your comments, I'm simultaneously sticking my fingers in my ears going LALALALALA

But seriously, thank you for your comments and opinions. The creation of dialogue helps me understand the other side of the coin I'm not a part of.

Anonymous said...

It is very sad for such young lives to pass, in such a tragic way. Politics and legal status aside, may their friends and family find comfort in such sad, confusing times.

If i read the article correctly, there were 4 people in the car, these two died while the other two suffered minor injuries? Good God! Crazy.

Anonymous said...

keep up the good writing. sorry to hear your having a tough time. just continue with your diligence things always even out.

LizBean said...

Way to make me think :)

Keep up the good work! I check in every day!

Amanda said...

Sorry to hear about your mom, is she going to have immigration issues because of this?
And at the anon comment about our civilized society, what a load of crap who does that person think was buying the tamales, I'm sure a bunch of gringas like myself who love them but wont put forth the effort to make them.
Hang in there these bad times always do pass, There is a time for everything some day you will have your time of laughing again.