Howdy from Texas! Well to start in the beginning, I was born in Juarez, Chihuahua, Mexico. I was abandoned shortly after; the reasoning I've come to believe was because of birth defects of my legs. I was taken in at an orphanage and soon adopted by my now parents (U.S. Citizens) after they saw an article of me in the El Paso Times. (I was just under a year old) Everything seemed wonderful to them the day the Mexican Agency said they could take me home, that everything was done. They were wrong however. They failed to tell my parents the need to file visas to reclassify me as a citizen. And worst of all they didn't tell my parents to get an Adoption Decree, finalizing the adoption. So all to say, the adoption was incomplete. It was when my dad went to get a social security number for me that this whole debacle came to light. Now here's the real kicker. When my parents went back to the agency to attempt to fix all of this, they agency folks said they had no records of me. Say what now?! Yeah. So I've been stuck in a rather unique situation. Undocumented from a botched adoption. All the immigration lawyers I've seen over the years have always told me to just go back to Mexico to fix it. But that's obviously not an option. I've been the states now for twenty-three years. Mainly lived in the south, Texas,Tennessee, Alabama, Florida and now full circle back into the Lone Star State. Life has been good to me for the most part. But not being able to legally work or drive, with school as expensive as it is, I haven't been able to really start life. It's like being a horse at the Kentucky Derby but someone's keeping your gate closed. DACA is the first thing to come around that's able to help me. A real blessing. It's not a total fix but it's a start. And I'll take what I can get. I'm a Dreamer. And it's nice to be around others that have the same fears and frustrations, hopes and dreams. So here's to the next step. Y'all are in my prayers. Peace easy and take care.