There is no way that I’m giving up. I will always live my life – serving, helping, advocating for the disenfranchised, creating community.

Yes, of course, that means self-care, too. I’m trying to care for my energy, my optimism, like a fragile Faberge egg. So I microdose the news.

Folks are not marginalized because they choose to be. There are actual soulless, heartless policies that aim to cut people off from society. My job, (all of our jobs), is to keep the circle wide. Do not let anyone, especially the men in power, scapegoat our beautiful human, American family.

I will not succumb to the normalization of policies that other my sisters, brothers, sibs – be they old, sick, diverse, trans, gay, women, children, youth, indigenous, immigrants, interfaith – they are a part of the gorgeous fabric of our human fam!

No good deed, act of kindness, prayer for others – or self – is ever wasted.

I love my school’s commitment to service and kindness. Last week, we joined forces across upper and lower schools to fill packets for Rise Against Hunger.

It feels good to care for others. Keep doing it!