After graduation, I found out my parents had handed our family business to my sister. Mom smiled and said, “You’re good with your hands, not your brain.”

sounds courageous when people retell it later, but in real life, it looks like sleeping four hours a night, checking your bank balance with one eye half closed, and praying the truck does not break down before a delivery. I rented a small workspace on the edge of town, bought used equipment, and worked beside Luis, Denise, and Marco until our hands continue reading …