I am a proud soccer mom. I spend my weekends traveling up and down the East Coast from Boston, Massachusetts to Richmond, Virginia, and everywhere in between, all so my son can play soccer. There have been plenty of times on the hours-long drive where I have asked myself, “What am I doing?!” But the truth is, I manifested this reality years before my son was born. I am the child of an immigrant. My family is from Colombia and my mother played for the Colombia national team for both basketball and tennis. She was a skilled athlete at a time when women’s sports were far from mainstream. I grew u...
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