My last living grandparent died a month before my 40th birthday and I don’t know what I was. I always feel like it was her ghost, her spirit, that was like 'just don’t be afraid to do things.' I was like: I’m just going to try to write.
I wanted to show a single Latina that was not 26. You don’t see a tonne of what it’s like to make your way in the world and find love and confront things when you get a little older.