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5 Things My Immigrant Parents Taught Me About Leadership

I've always loved the fourth. Growing up meant beaches, BBQ, and bonding with the familia. Now, I am reminded of moments in my life that have taught me what it truly means to live in this country. One of the things I love most about America is its willingness to open its doors to others. 

I love Leviticus 19:33-34, which says, "When a stranger remains with you in your land, you shall not do him wrong. On the contrary, you shall treat the stranger who remains with you as a brother and love him as yourself, for you were strangers in the land of Egypt: I am the Lord your God."

My parents immigrated to the US in the late 1960s from the Dominican Republic. My stepfather came to the US from his homeland of Nicaragua when he was a young man. Immigration for my family means something very different than for those who have not experienced it.

That's why the issues of separating children from their parents at the border have many immigrants and their families outraged. Katie Annad wrote an article for Vox Media about the emotional impact this treatment has had on children. When I think of these families, I can't help but think of my parents and all the sacrifices they made for their kids to carve out “una buena vida” (a good life). It is foolish to assume their gift didn't come at a high cost. However, as painful as the price for a good life may have been for our family, their sacrifices brought many lessons that greatly impacted my career and my siblings.


Five ways being the daughter of immigrants helped me grow as a leader:

Papi and I are dreamers! I love him deeply for giving me the gift of creativity.

  1. Stay Motivated - Nothing screams motivation more than leaving everything you hold dear to move to a new country, experience language barriers, racial and cultural discrimination, and have opportunities for a better life. I feel fortunate to have been there to see my parents struggle in real ways to achieve their dreams. I am so blessed that I lived every risk they took with them.

    When your parents are immigrants, motivation is the driving force behind what they have risked and given up in exchange for our success. I could never repay my parents for what they gave up, but they have, in turn, become my motivation to continue to grow and develop.

    I believe what influenced me to stay motivated in my career is that my dad taught me to dream and dream big! He taught me that no matter my obstacles, I could reach for the stars and shine brightly. Likewise, my mom taught me the value of bringing excellence to everything I do. Because of her, I have learned to work hard and learn to form my mistakes.

  2. Speak Your Truth - Proving yourself to others and defending your actions is another consequence of being an immigrant in a new nation. Often time's, immigrants live their lives on the defense. Regularly having to explain who they are as if they owe others an explanation was frustrating for me to see as a child. I frequently experienced this when mom went to my school demanding that I be given the education that was available and the one I deserved. I learned from this and many other experiences that I witnessed the value of finding my voice. As I grew, it made me work hard to ensure that others less fortunate than me had a voice. Speaking my truth taught me to have empathy for others. That explains why I dedicated my career to the field of social work. I found my voice, and now I make sure others find their voice too.

  3. Integrity Builds Connections -

    Immigrants work, and they work hard.

    My mother was always busy. If she wasn't learning English (her native tongue was Spanish), she worked two jobs, attended college, or strengthened ties to her new community by attending church, visiting inmates, or caring for the sick. Did I mention she welcomed immigrants into our home while they began their life here in the US? She made every moment count.

    My stepfather still gets up every morning at 4 a.m. to work managing a parking garage in the city. Is it because he loves it? Not necessarily. He knows he made a promise to his family and his employer. He has always said, "Hay que trabajar (we must work)." This philosophy has stayed with me. Recently, he asked me how my new job was going. As I shared my list of struggles, he listened quietly and said, "Are they still paying you?... Then keep doing good work." He reminded me that at the end of the day, in our career, all we have is our word. Integrity builds trust and can take you far.

  4. Pay it Forward - - My parents' story would have been very different without the opportunities others created for them. My mother and Father continued to pay it back their entire lives. I can't tell you the number of relatives and friends that lived with us as they arrived in America. Back then, I didn't understand why I had to give up my room and privacy. Now I know that my parents were doing what was done for them. They both worked in factories, often working 2-3 jobs to bring the rest of their family to this country. It's easy for us to sit on our porch and think, "wow, I made it…or look how far I've come." But, my immigrant parents taught me that you never do this alone. "Remember your people," Mami would say. "Honor those that have helped you by paying it forward. Paying it forward is essential not just for our career but also for our community to thrive. I'm a firm believer that we all need to support each other. We need to make time for coffee, lunch, and networking with those coming up and holding our hands along the way. When was the last time you took your mentor out to Café?

  5. Be True to Yourself - I didn't always appreciate it when my parents were being unapologetically themselves. Like when I saw my stepfather iron his work uniform with such pride. He never pretended to be anyone other than who he was. And, almost to a fault, he is a truth-teller. My parents (on both sides) are known as people who are respected, honest, and trustworthy. This is because they are and have always been faithful to themselves.

    Being true to yourself is critical for business leaders as well. You need to establish trust if you want people to buy into your vision and support your team. I learned from my parents that I'm much more relatable and trustworthy if I bring my authentic self to work. Being genuine in the workplace helps to establish strong ties that can last a lifetime. As a leader, I want to be approachable, share my interests, and develop my team. When mistakes are made, I keep it real and give grace. The best way of building rapport is to be transparent and genuine.

Being true to yourself is critical for business leaders as well. You must establish trust if you want people to buy into your vision and support your team. I learned from my parents that I'm much more relatable and trustworthy if I bring my authentic self to work. Being genuine in the workplace helps to establish strong ties that can last a lifetime.  As a leader, I want to be approachable, share my interests, and develop my team.  When mistakes are made, I keep it real and give grace. The best way of building rapport is to be transparent and genuine.

My parents may not be seen as great leaders to many, but they are. Because of them, I have grown into the woman you see today. As we raise our son, I hope to pass down the importance of staying motivated, speaking his truth, having Integrity while paying it forward, and being true to himself. If he can learn those values, he will be doing just fine.

Adoption: Where Did You Get That Baby?

Our first family photo in 2005.

Our first family photo in 2005.

I will never forget the day we brought our son home from the hospital. He was small, pink, and perfect.  We were scared to death and overjoyed all at the same time. I remember the first time I felt like we finally hit a routine.  As many of you know, bringing an infant home from the hospital is no small task. I remember thinking “Why did I move away from home again? Away from all my family and away from all the help in the world.” After weeks of no sleep, and showers only when my husband got home from work, I finally felt like we had a routine. What our routine didn’t include was a whole lot of outside time!

Where did you get that baby?

This particular afternoon with stroller in hand we braved the cold in the small town we lived in. We took a small tour of our local neighborhood and at the end when we had nearly reached our driveway saw our elderly neighbor from across the street come outside. She was saying something which I didn’t quite make out. I asked her to say it again as I hadn’t heard her the first time. “Where did you get that baby?” she repeated, this time a bit louder so I could understand.

I could understand why she was curious. Having not been pregnant or discussed our adoption with anyone but close family and friends, and seeing me here and now with this little baby was a shock. As our conversation continued, I quickly realized she wasn’t curious but rather concerned. I graciously explained that we were in the process of adopting our handsome son, but her expression let me know she wasn’t comfortable with the situation at all. What happened next still gives me chills. As I walked down the road, she called her nephew, a police officer, to come and figure out where I “got” our baby.

Think about that for a minute. How did I feel when he approached me?  How could I feel? Humiliated. Here I was, a government employee having to explain to another government employee who my son was and a brief story of his adoption. Humiliating for both he and I. I wasn’t ready for that encounter or many others we have experienced over the last 12 years.  I share most of these stories and what I have learned from them during my speaking engagements because I think it’s necessary for other adoptive parents to hear that they’re not alone and that they can thrive. The first lesson I immediately learned after this event was this neighborhood would never fully embrace our family. That year we sold the house and moved to a great neighborhood with very accepting neighbors.

I was ill prepared to address the interactions that were surely to come.

This encounter taught me that I was ill prepared to address the interactions that were surely to come. Over the years I have learned valuable lessons about how to parent in a way that embraces and educates our community regarding our multiracial family and our adoption journey.  This is why I believe that parents that have adopted interracially need to understand that parenting your (adopted) child will require additional skills that you may not currently possess but that you can learn.