I was born in the United States to an Afro-Puerto Rican Mother and a Mestizo, Mexican Father. When I was nearly 3 years old my father was arrested and sent away for 7 years out of 15 year sentence to federal prison on Marijuana charges. Upon his release his Green Card was revoked, thus resulting in my father being deported. From the calling card era to Whats App, I spent years restarting my relationship with my dad. The last time I was in Mexico, we were living there for a few months, and returned to the states months before my younger brother was born. Sometimes in-between our return to United States and my brother’s birth, my father was no longer physically in my life. It would be 26 years before I saw any of my Mexican family again. These few photos are a preview of these precious recollections of my paternal family reunion between Guadalajara and Mexico City.