Under the Same Moon

So yea, I know that all my fellow Chican@ activists peeps have already seen this movie. Like a long time ago, but you must forgive me, I am out of the loop. I just watched the movie "Under the Same Moon" for the first time over the weekend. I was crying from the first 5 minutes in. It reminded me of the book, "Enrique's Journey" This movie was amazing. You will fall in love with the little boy and sob uncontrollably at the end. But I think what really got me about this movie is that is gives a sense of the lives that illegal immigrants in this country lead. The desperation to come to this country along with the sacrifices and the people that they leave behind. The rights that the forfeit and the stress of constantly running or watching their back. I do not think I could ever live with that stress. And then it hit me. I don't have to. Someone else lived their lives like that. Always running and looking over their shoulder. Working crappy jobs in the hot sun for less than a living wage. So that today I could work a cushy desk job with health insurance. Where I can own a home and travel as I please. So that I could be born and raised in the country that they risked their lives to come to. How do you even begin to thank someone for that.