My immigrant mama has been mistreated, harassed, and discriminated against so many times that she began to internalize it. She apologizes for her imperfect English. When in public, she speaks only when spoken to. She worries for herself and for her family and has nightmares about her deportation and our separation. Even when she doesn’t say it, I can tell she feels isolated and alone in this country. Loss has defined the last twenty years of her life. And before now, I have never once acknowledged her wounds or accepted the invitation to understand her pain. My Mamas Day card will be both an apology and a love letter for the strongest warrior I know.It’ll say: It’s harder than ever to be an immigrant mama. Eres mi heroe.