On April 30th, 1991, on the brink of midnight, a group of eight Cubans illicitly escaped in a raft on a perilous journey, away from a communist oppression, for the chance of a better life.
At eight years old, Jalyll Suarez was one of them. Lost at sea for six days with his mother by his side, they faced insurmountable odds.
Risking everything that matters solely based on hope, created by a whisper of a dream, and all hanging on by prayer alone is the true definition of what faith is.
