I could have been a tall blond woman born in an ice cold weathered country like Greenland.  I could have trudged thru snow and ice to get to school.

I could have been a black woman born into a tribe before the discovery of the Americas.

I could have been an Aztec princess before the Spanish arrival and slaughter of ancient civilizations in Tenochtitlan.

I could have been born, second in line to a fortune or a pauper.

I could have been born a man.

Or I could have been born in a different era or time or place.

But instead, I was born in Buenos Aires, Argentina and lead the life I do in this body with this face, and with the culture and dynamics in my family that I was brought up in.

And you have your story too.