Sitting on the “balcón" (what we call the porch in Puerto Rico) and talking to family members while the "coquí" (a tiny, yet loud frog) sings in the background. Enjoying the food we grew up with. Visiting the old stomping grounds and admiring how much things have changed, either for progress or dilapidation. Having flashbacks of all the happy and sad memories brought by sights, sounds and smells that we have had to leave behind. For many of us that have had to relocate, the rush of emotions that engulfs us can be overwhelming.