Puno, Peru
Where my story began
From Puno to Richmond
My roots are not separate from my leadership. They are the foundation of it.
I was born in a humble adobe house built in the 1950s, a home that belonged to my
grandmother and held some of my earliest memories.
When I returned to Puno years later, I saw that little house with adult eyes, but it was
the little girl in me who cried. Standing there reconnected me to the courage, sacrifice,
and community that shaped my life.
I left with a full heart and a soul forever connected to the place that reminds me who
I am and where I come from.
That journey informs how I lead today. I know what it means to navigate unfamiliar
systems, build a life across cultures, and turn lived experience into service. It is why
I believe people should never have to leave their identity behind to lead, contribute,
or thrive.