We were undocumented immigrants from Brazil living in a small apartment in Queens. As a girl, my mother’s parting words to my brother and me were the same every morning. “I love you. Have a great day. Be invisible.”
Today, I’m an American citizen, the second lady of Pennsylvania and the founder of three nonprofits that support underrepresented communities. But I still know in my bones the terror of living in the shadows.
It’s time for the Senate to step up, pass the Dream and Promise Act and stop using Dreamers as bargaining chips.