Since I was a baby, I've been visiting my Mother's family in Santiago, Chile. It always represented this mystical place where people went to be alone to think. A place where you would often find someone relaxing in a thoughtful gaze. It's not hard to understand this: Chile is a socially conservative country with a dark history of dictatorship and economic inequality set in one of the most geographically diverse and beautiful regions in the world. In January, 2010, my grandfather passed away and we began to plan a trip for the funeral in Valparaiso, Chile. Then, on February 27th, 2010, a massive 8.8 earthquake struck near the capital of Santiago. It was one of the most powerful earthquakes to strike the country since 1960 causing severe damage to places like the international airport and killing over 500 people. My family and I arrived a week after the quake hit and what we found was a country more resilient than ever.