In honor of Hispanic Heritage Month, I thought it would be important to share what it means to me to be a Mexican American. Growing up in a Latino household we celebrated lots of traditions. Some of my favorite memories growing up were the women in our family coming together and making tamales for the holidays. The labor of love was a long days work but it also was valuable time that I got to spend with my abuela and loved ones with countless memories made. My background has taught me the importance of family and how every occasion or monumental moment in my life has been celebrated with loving support from the village of people who raised me.
Furthermore, my pride for my heritage has motivated me to strive to be the best version of myself. Growing up, I recognized that there was a very limited representation of Hispanics playing college basketball, which is why I am proud of my background, and every time me and my sisters' last name Hernandez is mentioned on TV or social media, I hope that it inspires the younger generation of Latina players to learn the game. That being said, Hispanic Heritage Month is a time period where I could not be more grateful to be a part of this community and celebrate the traditions and culture of my people.
