What a terrible day. What an absolutely devastating day. I have silently cried steaming tributaries that will join a sea of sorrow located somewhere around Orlando, Florida. But only when you weren’t looking. I stole my cries like cigarettes from my mother’s drawer. I tiptoed around grief, thinking it would shield you from the consequences. If I just let it sleep
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I’ve been reading a lot about the bathroom controversy that is dividing school districts, states, and even our nation itself over the last few months. I’ve also been reading a lot about fear. I’ve learned that our brains can’t fully function—can’t make rational decisions—when we are fearful of something. “Fear prompts retreat. It is the antipode to progress. Just
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I’ve learned so much about who my children are in this world through the realization that I am not their world.
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If you have a girl who can attend, I urge you to send them. If you know a girl who would attend if it weren’t for the financials, I urge you to nominate them. If you know someone who would like to help send a girl to one of these camps, I urge you to put them in touch with me. This problem of girls in STEM is not going to solve itself, it is waiting for us to act.
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I didn’t build it, but I rebuilt it- piece by piece, word by word, and action by action- until I had pulled together the sentence that I wanted to stay with me forever. The sentence that I seized, the sentence that I held on to, and the sentence that I will always rejoice in.
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So Heinz, welcome to Idaho. I hope you understand, should you want to visit again, that we care about people more than we do potatoes.
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Some girl wants to be Barbie when she grows up. The place card in the middle of my table tells me so. A pain in my chest resonates. It’s a doll. She wants to be a plastic doll? It feels like nothing and everything all at once.
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What if we’re actually not ruining anything? Not kids, not their future, and not civilization as we know it. What if we’re actually doing exactly what every generation before us has done– the best we can with an impossible job, just with new surroundings.
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It happens in a second. As quick as I can sharply inhale. Yet it happens quietly, so she doesn’t hear the sound. I glimpse the face in the photo we just snapped and I don’t recognize myself behind some added lines and layers. My finger hovers above the trash icon. Waging war with a battle I can never win. Fueled
Read moreWho else can we reach? But leadership can, and should be, expansive. Constantly growing. Constantly teaching. Constantly asking “who else?” Source: Who else?
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Chop Wood, Carry Water 