Mixing masa with memories

When I was a kid, there was nothing better than my family getting together to make tamales.

I’m no longer a kid, but that sentiment still rings true today.

Christmas tamales are just one of the many traditions my family’s foundation is built on. Whether it’s Sunday dinners or Christmas Eve parties, the Trujillo’s have a long list.

And out of all of them, our yearly get together to make tamales is at the top. Our family is large. Me, my parents, aunts, uncles, and cousins all live within a short drive from my grandparents’ home, so this Christmas event is quite the affair.

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22 years later: My strength may fade, but my hope never will

It’s that time of year. The month of September always brings around mixed feelings for me. Sept. 12, 2019 marks the 22nd anniversary of the day I became a quadriplegic.

I can’t believe it’s been over two decades since I lost my ability to move my arms and legs. It seems like yesterday when I was in the intensive care unit clinging to life. Looking back year after year, it is amazing to think about how I overcame such insurmountable odds. And while that was 22 years ago, my childhood is even farther away.

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School, standing frames and Spawn at the Sub-Acute Unit

In episode 2 of Have a Seat, I'm chatting about my time in the Sub-Acute Unit of Phoenix Children's Hospital. I cover everything from my various therapies to how I kept up with my school work.

It was a strange, empowering and difficult time in my life, but in the end, it helped shaped who I am today. From learning to breathe on a ventilator to finishing up my freshman year from my hospital room, there is no shortage of memorable experiences.

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