Why I Abandoned the American Dream and Followed My Puerto Rican Dream Instead

I came back home to show my native homeland the love it deserves

Melissa Alvarado Sierra
ZORA
Published in
9 min readFeb 19, 2020

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Illustration: Mya Pagán

WWhen I told people I was returning home to Puerto Rico, some thought I was making a big mistake. From friends to family, they had a hard time understanding why I would reject a life of apparent opportunity in the U.S. for life on a struggling, albeit paradisiacal, island.

And that was back in 2010, before the crisis deepened and before a hurricane destroyed the country.

But I sold most of the things I owned in California, packed the rest tightly in a suitcase, and got on a plane, reasoning that if I was going to live just once, it had to be where I could be the happiest.

AtAt the Oakland airport, I pushed my oversized suitcase, crammed with books, vintage clothes, my entire life. I checked the suitcase and took a carry-on through security. When they asked for my identification, I showed my California license. The TSA employee looked at the license, then at the ticket that said San Juan, and he said, “You gonna love Puerto Rico. Have fun on your vacation.” A tourist I was not, but I surely felt like an impostor.

I had ditched the Puerto Rico license when I moved to California in 2006. I had started to call…

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Melissa Alvarado Sierra
ZORA
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Puerto Rican writer. Words in The New York Times, Catapult, Orion, Zora and others. MelissaAlvarado.com