So, apparently October is just going to be my heritage month now. 😂
I already wrote about my Polish and German heritage, but then I realized something else: German-American Heritage Month and Hispanic Heritage Month overlap.
And considering I’m both German and Hispanic, I figured, fuck it. Let’s talk about all of it.
Hispanic Heritage Month runs from September 15 through October 15. German-American heritage observances also fall during this same general period, and October is recognized as Polish-American Heritage Month.
So here I am, looking at the calendar like:
“Oh. This month is basically made for me.”
Because my family history includes all three.
I’m Hispanic. I’m Polish. I’m German.
And then, because apparently my family tree wasn’t done collecting countries, I’m also Austrian and French.
But for October, I’m focusing on these three.
My Hispanic heritage is obviously a significant part of my background. My family has Salvadoran roots, and I’ve talked before about what that heritage means to me and why I wanted to write about it.
But Hispanic heritage isn’t something that exists in isolation from the rest of my family history.
Neither is my Polish or German heritage.
They’re all parts of the same family tree.
And I think that’s something that can sometimes get lost when we talk about heritage.
People can feel like they have to pick one identity and stick with it.
But why?
Why can’t someone be connected to multiple cultures and histories?
Why can’t I celebrate being Salvadoran while also celebrating being Polish and German?
I don’t have to choose.
I’m not a pie chart where every piece of my ancestry has to fight for the biggest percentage.
They’re all pieces of my history.
And honestly, I think that’s pretty fucking cool.
There’s also something interesting about having heritage from different parts of the world because it makes me more curious about all of them.
I want to learn more about Salvadoran history.
I want to learn more about Polish history.
I want to learn more about German history.
And eventually, I want to dig more into my Austrian and French heritage too.
I don’t think acknowledging your heritage requires pretending you personally experienced everything your ancestors experienced. It doesn’t mean claiming to be an expert on a culture simply because you have ancestors from there.
For me, it means recognizing where my family comes from, being curious about those histories, and appreciating the different threads that eventually became part of my own story.
And that’s what heritage means to me.
It’s history.
It’s family.
It’s culture.
It’s curiosity.
It’s the weird, complicated, sometimes incomplete story of how generations of people eventually led to me sitting here writing this fucking blog post.
So yeah.
Happy Hispanic Heritage Month.
Happy German-American Heritage Month.
Happy Polish-American Heritage Month.
Apparently October is my month.
And honestly?
I’ll take it.



